~ Regulus, prone to intense guilt, has his owl deliver a note to Sirius then takes a walk outside the castle. June is approaching and the weather is wonderful but he feels lonely, knowing that most of his friends will be gone next year while he's stuck taking his NEWTs. He curses his age and scuffs his shoes. ~
[OOC: Juuuust to put it out there, anyone who is on: come talk. :) Reg is vaguely antisocial so most of my posts are targeted to a handful of people but that doesn't mean that the rest of you shouldn't feel free to pop in and say hello. <3 <3 Because I love you all.]