Among other things

Regulus Black // Sixth Year // Slytherin // 'War does not determine who is right, only who is left'

[regulusxblackened-blog]

"Mhmm, yeah, sounds interesting."

[agaytoremembr]

Send me 3 names + a number

1. Fuck, marry, kill

2. Marry, cuddle, sleep with

3. Fuck, take a bullet for, murder

4. Adopt, be adopted by, marry

5. Be a slave to, be your slave, sell to a slave market

6. Kill, betray, have on your zombie apocalypse team

7. Seduce, steal from, serenade

[siriussblxck-blog]

Sirius eyed his brother closely, noting the small gestures that just screamed annoyance. It hadn’t been his intention to pester his brother, after all they hadn’t spoken in quite some time not to mention Regulus sided with their parents. Normally Sirius went out of his way to avoid his younger brother, afraid to face the boy that he had let down, but he just could not help himself. Perhaps it was because he missed Regulus or he just could not pass up an opportunity to mess with someone, but Sirius could not bring himself to leave. “Oh come on Reggie, don’t be so rude. Didn’t mum and dad teach you better than that?”

[regulusxblackened-blog]

Regulus tried to keep his eyes on his book, but he couldn't help stealing the occasional glance up at Sirius. It was as though he hadn't actually seen his brother in the two years since he'd left, and now, even when Sirius was right in front of him, he still couldn't see him...he couldn't see his brother. Because Sirius wasn't his brother anymore. A brother doesn't hurt you that deeply, Regulus thought as his eyes flicked between his book page and Sirius, a brother doesn't leave you. Funny, how when Regulus wanted Sirius to leave (like right now), he refused, and yet he found it so easy to leave him when Regulus needed him more than anything. "Didn't mum and dad teach you better than to leave your brother alone with people such as themselves? Now, do what you do best and leave, Sirius."

[thebellatrixxblack-blog]

Bellatrix laughed again, “Munchies, Regulus? Really? Which Professor gave you detention? I’ll have to find them and remind them of every terrible thing they’ve ever done- that should get you off. The Black family doesn’t get detention for trivial matters.”

[regulusxblackened-blog]

Regulus couldn't help the laugh that escaped her lips at her own. "I'm a hungry teenager," he shrugged. "Flitwick. Little shit. Don't think he likes me very much. Sounds like a plan. Regulus Black especially, I'm too precious to be receiving detention for getting hungry."

[marlenemckinnonly-blog]

Between Regulus saying her odds were essentially trash—the worst part, she thought both privately and grumpily, was that part of her knew he was right, which was nothing short of maddening—and threatening to say the dreaded four words—Marlene’s childhood had been a stream of I told you so, which only got worse as she ascended to Ravenclaw Tower—Marlene wasn’t quite sure she should like him anymore. Most of her, however, managed to quash the—whilst large, admittedly drunk—part of her and told her to shut the fuck up and listen. Honestly. My sub-conscious is so rude.

At his words, though, Marlene frowned. “You aren’t too not smart,” she argued, before getting confused. “Convoluted,” she muttered at him, referring to his phrasing, though a sober Marlene wouldn’t have expected anyone to understand what she was referring to. Sober Marlene was not a great believer in context. Drunk Marlene was even less. “I can do it,” she insisted, despite the last time she had said this—some two minutes ago, if that—being proven false, though admittedly not because she didn’t want to try. However, Marlene, being Marlene, also had no particular desire to attend her own common room, as it was full of Ravenclaws who, for the large part, were entirely aggravating and undeserving of her presence. Yes, you’re such an appealing offer, McKinnon, a sharp voice in her head said sarcastically.

Marlene sighed and noddeed her assent. “You win,” she mumbled, before wrinkling her nose. “I like it better when I win, I think,” she said to Regulus, completely unapologetically. “I like it when you win too. Just not—I don’t like losing,” she tried to explain. Marlene shot an exceedingly dirty look at the staircase. “I lost to the stairs,” she moaned, suddenly realising the sheer horror of the entire situation. “The stairs, Regulus!” She threw up her hands in despair. Still, she allowed him to lead her on, mumbling curses every so often about stairs.

[regulusxblackened-blog]

Regulus watched Marlene with crossed arms, studying her through his narrowed eyes. Sometimes he wondered why he'd ever befriended crazy Marlene McKinnon. She was nothing of the normal friends Regulus had, in fact she was the complete opposite. She was first a Ravenclaw, she was second actually a morally good person, she was loyal and she was impulsive and she was kind, and she was definitely not like Regulus in any way. But Regulus always came to the realization, after these wonderings, that that was the reason he liked her. He needed her to even him out...plus, she was often amusing, this moment being a perfect example.

"And you're just realizing this now?" He scoffed, chuckling and shaking his head. "You're one to talk. You do hear what you just said, right? Or are you so drunk you have the memory of a goldfish?" he joked. Truthfully, he hoped she wasn't that drunk, that drunk was dangerous, and danger was something Regulus never wanted Marlene to run in to (he often worried about her). Shaking his head adamantly, Regulus hummed. "Nope, nopedy nope nope nope. "Marlene, this is incredibly dangerous, and is made even more dangerous when you're fucking drunk. Marlene, please, get away from the stairs, you're worrying me, and you know that I get snappy when I get worried."

Once Marlene was safely in his arms, Regulus stopped listening to her protesting words, merely nodding his head and humming the occasional agreement. "Yeah winning's great, yay for Regulus, point one me, yay!" He mused, leading her in the direction of the dungeons (taking the stairs normally rather than jumping them). "Point to the stairs, point to Regulus, and hey, how about point to Marlene for being the drunkest Ravenclaw I have ever seen!" He said, mockingly gasping. Upon reaching the entrance to the Slytherin common room, Regulus muttered the password, ignoring Marlene as he entered the room. The pair received multiple strange looks, but all were met by a dirty glance shot towards them from Regulus as he lay Marlene safely on the couch. Sitting on the end, he placed her head on his lap, stroking her hair soothingly. "So," he began. "You gunna tell me why you're this drunk or you just going to sleep?"

[regulusxblackened-blog]

[regulusxblackened-blog]

Regulus narrowed his eyes at his brother, who was clearly enjoying this as he raised his eyebrows. Regulus was not about to give in to anything Sirius wanted him to do, so just returned his eyes to his book. “I’m not going to threaten you, you’re just going to go away.”

[regulusxblackened-blog]

Regulus sucked on his cheeks at the small noise that sounded from Sirius, trying his damn hardest to not snap at his brother, keeping back any nasty words he had for him. He thought he'd successfully managed to shut the boy out, until he sat down and Regulus finally registered the words that managed to thoroughly piss him off. Keeping his eyes on the page, he raised his eyebrows. "Fuck off, Sirius," he said calmly, voice even and face relaxed as he turned the page, not even reading the words.

[melselwyn]

[regulusxblackened-blog]

Regulus wandered through the maze of shelves in the restricted section, looking for a particular (Dark Arts) book, hoping to god he didn’t get caught. Why? Obvious. He’d snuck in. As if he was going to be allowed to borrow a book like that. Coming to the row he needed, he...

[regulusxblackened-blog]

Regulus smirked, raising an eyebrow. "It's funny, now I really don't give a shit." Narrowing his eyes, Regulus studied the girl before him. She was pretty, almost petite, average height, she looked a seventh year, Ravenclaw, obviously...why was she reading the book she was? Why was this small, little Ravenclaw reading a book about Dark Magic? Regulus was an obvious target for these sorts of books; a Slytherin, a Black, and plus, he just...looked the part. But Selwyn? Regulus was quickly shaken out of his thoughts at the sound of her voice. Accepting the book, he arched an eyebrow, watching her as he tucked in his his bag. "Thanks, and all that shit. We're you actually reading this?"

[melselwyn]

     As Melanie was putting a book back into it’s place on the shelf, she felt a slight tap on the shoulder. She was about to give a short hum in response— until the other said ‘Thalia’. Instead of showing her irritation, Mel simply turned and pointed to her Ravenclaw tie.            “Sorry, you have the wrong twin.”

[regulusxblackened-blog]

Regulus wandered through the maze of shelves in the restricted section, looking for a particular (Dark Arts) book, hoping to god he didn't get caught. Why? Obvious. He'd snuck in. As if he was going to be allowed to borrow a book like that. Coming to the row he needed, he saw one a student stacking away a book. His first instinct was to turn and run away, but catching sight of the title, he realised it was the book he needed.

Approaching her, he figured it was one of the Selwyn twins, not that he could tell them apart. "Like I give a shit?" he answered. "I need the book you just put away."

[bellumremembers]

—“Coming, Cissa?”

Regulus Black turning around to beckon Narcissa. - Taken by Andromeda, weeks before her estrangement.

[regulusxblackened-blog]

missnarcxssa:

She was pressing her lips so tightly together that they almost disappeared – she could feel her laughter bubbling up in her stomach, but she couldn’t let it go – she couldn’t let her cousin win. “Ah, so this is why I’m the better cousin; I’m actually bothered to know the names of my relatives.” She teased him lightly, matching his smirk. “Ooh, Saturday detentions are the worst. Out after curfew? You should know better, Reg.” She tutted, the smirk on her face widening. “What am I going to get in return for helping you?”

Regulus' smirk continued to grow wider as he watched Narcissa's lips disappear as they tried to hide what he assumed was a laugh. He felt a small amount of success, but he wouldn't feel it all until she actually laughed. "Ah, you see, that's why you're my favourite. However, in order to know your middle name, you need to tell me." Narcissa's lips parted to match his smirk, and at that, he grinned. "Eh, I was hungry, it was 2am, 'knowing better' wasn't really an option. More love. And..." Regulus tug into his pocket and pulled out a half-eaten chocolate. Holding it up to her, he grinned. "This!"

[siriussblxck-blog]

It pleased Sirius to see his little brother hold back, to see the annoyance cross his face at merely his appearance. He had to admit it was quite entertaining to pester Regulus. “And if I don’t?” Sirius questioned with raised brows, eager to hear the younger boy’s ‘threat’.

[regulusxblackened-blog]

Regulus narrowed his eyes at his brother, who was clearly enjoying this as he raised his eyebrows. Regulus was not about to give in to anything Sirius wanted him to do, so just returned his eyes to his book. "I'm not going to threaten you, you're just going to go away."

[regulusxblackened-blog]

missnarcxssa:

"You are such an ignoramus, Regulus Arcturus Black.” Narcissa pressed her lips tightly together, knowing fully well that he was just trying to get a laugh out of her; but for some reason, she didn’t mind when he teased her relentlessly, purely because she knew he wasn’t doing it out of malice or spite. Or at least, she hoped he wasn’t. “Oh, so I’m your favourite cousin now, am I? How many detentions did Bella not manage to get you out of? What did youdo that you have so many detentions? And why should I help you with them?”

"That was a big word, Narcissa I-just-realised-I-don't-know-you're-middle-name-and-now-this-is-awkward Black, you know I'm not good with big words. However, you're probably right whatever it meant, so I'm just going to nod my head in agreement," Regulus smirked. He had to admit, he didn't just enjoy talking to Narcissa purely because it was fun to mess with her, he actually liked her, and so it was probably true of him to say she was his favourite cousin. She wasn't crazy, as the rest of the family was, and it was nice to take a break from crazy every now and then. "You've always been my favourite cousin," he grinned. "Uh, two Saturdays. I was caught out after curfew...twice. You should help me because you love me."

[marlenemckinnonly-blog]

Marlene tried to act as if she was outraged at his words—she really did—but the giggles overcame her. “Okay, like five times, and I only got hurt four, so those are pretty good odds, all things considered,” she admitted in a rush, not even taking a breath before shooting Regulus a thousand-kilowatt smile. “So I need to do it again to boost my success rate!” Whilst Marlene wasn’t actually wrong—her winning percentage would increase the more times she succeeded, yes—that still didn’t change the probability of success, which was considerably lower than she was pretending. Marlene wasn’t facing him when he promised not to talk to Remus, so she grinned out into the expanse of space that was the massive Hogwarts staircase section instead of to him. When Regulus reacted to her accidental confession, though, Marlene started to turn in surprise and lost her balance, thankfully landing where he reached for her. “Whoops,” she said with a slight giggle, before grasping the staircase rail to help herself up. Unfortunately—well, probably fortunately—the stairs were no longer aligned so she couldn’t jump. “Oh,” she said sadly, looking down as the stairs got closer to their actual destination.

[regulusxblackened-blog]

Regulus couldn't help but chuckle as giggles erupted from Marlene's mouth. His eyes widened as she finally confessed her not-so-good-looking odds. She was obviously trying to make sure he didn't hear her, the words were spoken faster than a sober person can speak and a wide smile followed, as if that would make him forget what he'd just heard. "Marlene, what the hell, those are close to the shittiest odds you can have! Um, no, because if you fail, then your success rate drops even more." Technically, if Marlene succeeded, she was correct in saying that her success rate would 'boost', however, technically, if Marlene failed, then Regulus was correct in saying her success rate would drop. Shit. Regulus watched as Marlene reacted quickly to him and turned just a little too fast for what her drunken balance could sustain. She tripped, but luckily fell right into where Regulus had reached for her. Helping her up, Regulus raised his eyebrows at her, still holding on to her arm. "I'm tempted to say I told you so." He watched as the stairs moved away from where she could jump to, and let out a small sigh of relief, as much as Marlene looked disappointed. "Okay, Miss McKinnon, I'm bringing you to my common room while you sober up, because right now, neither of us are going to be able to get into the Ravenclaw Tower. You're too drunk to answer a riddle, and I'm too...not smart."

[regulusxblackened-blog]

missnarcxssa:

"Mhm, positively honoured Reg." She tried to suppress the small burst of laughter that she felt rising, and she managed to contain some of it – only some. She had learned that her laughter could very easily (and very quickly) become very unladylike, and she had been reprimanded by her parents more often than she would have preferred for it. “What are you getting on my nerves for this time, dear cousin?”

Regulus bowed mockingly, winking again on his way back up. It was quite true that Narcissa was on of his favourite targets, she was so easily riled up, but the best part of it was when he got her to laugh, which he knew he was close to right now. "Oh, just that I'm already getting detentions, and Bella has helped me with some, but you Cissa, my favourite cousin, could maybe help me with a couple more?"

[marlenemckinnonly-blog]

Marlene paused, unsure if she should actually confess. “Enough times,” she said breezily, ignoring the voice in her head that sounded remarkably like Matty’s that was saying five is not the same as a thousand, Marlene. “And only like, four times. It’s totally safe,” Marlene insisted, rolling her eyes at the younger boy. Marlene grinned at his acquiescence. “Brilliant!” she said clapping her hands. “By the way,” she said, as an afterthought, “don’t mention this to Remy or anyone—he thinks I can’t do it because he thinks I’m drunk.” Marlene didn’t think this was a particularly valid concern—she was Marlene McKinnon—but she was, in fact, fairly inebriated. With this off her chest—she hated worrying Remus—Marlene prepared to jump, casting a critical gaze over the alignment of the stairs. Nearly…

[regulusxblackened-blog]

Regulus raised an eyebrow but couldn't help the smirk that crept onto his lips. "Marlene, I wouldn't even have to know you to know that that was a lie, but I do know you, so that was definitely a lie. Come on, fess up, how many times have you actually done it and how many times have you actually succeeded?" Regulus crossed his arms as Marlene clapped, still trying to suppress the smirk that continued to widen on his lips. His eyebrow raised again, and tightened his lips into the smirk as he waited for her afterthought. "Don't worry, I won't be speaking to Remus any time soon," he says, grinning for reassurance. Just as Marlene prepares to jump, Regulus registered what she'd said. "Wait, you're drunk?" Uncrossing his arms, he reached for her. "Marlene, don't you dare!"

[marlenemckinnonly-blog]

“Rude,” she gasped. “I am a wonderfully skilled staircase jumper. And no,” she sniffed, her wounded act betrayed by the teasing look in her eyes. “You have to stay right there and observe me jump from this staircase to that one, so you can truly acknowledge my skills.”

[regulusxblackened-blog]

Regulus scoffed, raising an eyebrow. "How many times have you done this? And how many times has it landed you in the hospital wing?" Holding his hands up in surrender, Regulus shook his head disapprovingly, however his eyes were full of amusement. "Okay. I'm ready to watch you risk your life. But when Madam Pomfrey asks, you make sure to tell her I told you not to do it."

[regulusxblackened-blog]

missnarcxssa:

"I’m relieved to see that you haven’t changed much then, Reg." The blonde spoke coolly, crossing her arms once her gaze found her younger cousin – it seemed to her that she was the only Black child that wasn’t either completely crazy or completely irritating.

Regulus grinned at his cousin, adding a playful wink. "You know me, always up for some good getting-on-peoples-nerves. You're one of my favourite targets, Cissa, you should feel special!"