REGULUS BLACK: 3 February, 1976

[favourite_son]

Bella,

I’m sure you must have heard. Its great news, isn’t it? Mother and Father never need to worry about him Sirius him embarrassing them ever again. And of course you’ll know that I’m officially the heir now that he’s been after they now.

I couldn’t be happier. What if I let them down? What ifI'm a much better son than he ever was. I

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[rabastanlestran]

If you're the heir now does that mean you'll have more pocket money? If so, you can afford to by me something for a change. I need new quills.

*softly*
You do deserve it. You are a better son than he is. You care about them, after all. He doesn't. He's just...*searches for the word invectively* stupid.

Ignore the huge brattyness that is Rabastan. *snuggles Regulus tightly* He broke my heart!

[favourite_son]

*snaps*
Buy your own quills, Lestrange.

*pretends that he didn't hear him*
*after a long pause*
*almost inaudibly*
I know he is.

*fixes with chocolate*

[rabastanlestran]

*his eyes widen for an instant and then he closes them, looking away - more hurt by the tone of Regulus's voice than his words*
Don't call me Lestrange unless you want me to call you Black, Regulus.

*stiffly*
I'd take it back now, if I wasn't your friend.
*still doesn't look at him*
You'll have to get married now, won't you? If you're the heir.

[favourite_son]

*raises his chin, feeling bad but not wanting to show it*
I shall call you what I like. Do you have a problem with that, Rabastan?

*a little childishly*
Well you are, so you can't.

*doesn't reply immediately, his voice wavering just a little when he does*
Yes. It's my duty. I'm honoured to have the responsibilty.

[rabastanlestran]

Obviously I do, Regulus.

*he nods, slowly - not meeting Regulus's eye*
Can I be your best man when you do?

[favourite_son]

*tauntingly*
Oh, really? What are you going to do about it? Cry?

*looking down, not meeting his eye either*
*quietly*
Of course you can.

[rabastanlestran]

*shakes his head, grinning a little*
No, you'd just like it if I cried. I'm going to do this. *wraps his arms tightly around Regulus and hugs him and then licks his ear*

*smiles grimly*
Good. I don't want there to be anyone else there for you. I'm your best friend.

He's just feeling slightly possessive over Regulus.

[favourite_son]

*shortly*
What makes you think that?

*squeals as Rabastan pulls him into a hug, squirming awkwardly as he licks his ear*
*voice a little high pitched*
Rabastan!

*nods, still looking away*
There won't be, I promise.

[rabastanlestran]

Well, you suggested it. I think you'd like it if I cried.

*giggles softly*
Don't be so daft, Reg. It's just a hug.

*tries to catch Regulus's eye, voice low*
Not even *pauses, as if afraid to say anything more and then swallows his fear* not even him? I'm still your best friend over him, aren't I? It's just sex, or sex and whatever, but he isn't your best friend, is he?

[favourite_son]

*rather nastily*
It wasn't a suggestion, merely what I thought your reaction might be.

*still standing there awkwardly*
Well there's no need. I don't understand the point of them, if there is one.

*shifts uneasily*
*flatly*
I have no idea what you're talking about, Rabastan.

[rabastanlestran]

If you don't understand them then I'm just going to have to hug you more often.

*coldly*
Yes, you do. I don't care about it, fuck whoever you want. I just want to know I'm still your best friend and not him.

[favourite_son]

*folds his arms*
You will not. They're stupid and unneccessary.

*his eyes widen for a second, before he grabs his wand from his robes at points it at Rabastan*
*high-pitched voice, shaking a little*
I said: I have no idea who you're talking about!
*flushes*
What you're talking about, I mean.

[rabastanlestran]

*looks down at Regulus's wand, silent for a long moment and then sighs, defeated*
He is.

[favourite_son]

*takes a step closer, pushing his wand against Rabastan's collarbone*
You're my best friend. Stop talking about him. It. Whatever it is you're on about.

[rabastanlestran]

*lifts his head, face expressionless, although he winces slightly at the jab of the wand*
I don't believe you. You've got him so why are you going to need me anymore?

[favourite_son]

*cruelly jabs Rabastan with his wand*
Stop it! Stop it! Stop talking about him!

Sorry about Reg. It seems he's having a little episode. I'd be tempted to call it denial. :/