Heir’s Error || Amycus & Regulus
@callmeregulus
Amycus inhaled deeply and held his breath before he started to exhale of the smoke into perfect rings. He looked at the cigarette, which had finally burned down to the butt. Absently-mindedly he dropped it to the ground before he stepped on it. There was still half of this period to go, and he debated on heading back to the castle before he pulled out the pack and tapped it on his thigh until one cigarette loosened. Usually he kept himself to one or two a day, but today he was already on his fourth. He figured the stress was already catching up to him.
It was only a short time later that he saw someone approaching from the castle. Amycus squinted to see who it was, before he cursed softly. Slyhterin’s newest prefect was heading towards him. Regulus? He thought his name could be. For a couple of seconds he thought about ducking into the woods, before deciding to see how far he could push the new kid before something happened. “Here to dock points?” He challenged.