Date: November 28, 1976
Characters: Regulus Black/Bartholomew Avery
Status: Private
Summary: Regulus Black has certainly seen happier days. Happier days when the Regugroin did not bring SCORN.
Status: Incomplete
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So WHAT if Regulus lacked womanly bits?! )
For one, Regulus was being a PISSY LITTLE GIRL AND NOT AT ALL ATTRACTIVE OR WONDERFUL. HE WAS BEING ANNOYING. AND ANGRY. AND NOT GOOD. NOT GOOD AT ALL.
He wanted another reason, but he just didn't have on, and as he stormed into the room, he didn't take note of Regulus' clothes, only of the fact that there was a Regulus, and that that Regulus was being a PRISSY LITTLE GIRL and neded to be PROPERLY PUT INTO PLACE.
SO, what if he didn't have another reason?!?!? IT WAS PERFECTLY NORMAL TO HAVE YOUR DAY RUINED BY YOUR FRIEND. DAYS, EVEN.
YEAH A WEEK, SO WHAT.
"YOU!"
With lots of yelling ad menacing looks.
"YOU!"
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THE NERVE.
Regulus spun around and glared at Avery.
"YOU."
Regulus narrowed his eyes.
"YOUIf he was going to play the "YOU" game, SO WOULD REGULUS. There was absolutely nothing off-limits now, not after Avery proving himself to be the most gigantic sort of wanker that Regulus ever met in his ENTIRE LIFE ( ... )
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Avery was INDIGNANT. HE LIVED IN THIS ROOM. HIS THINGS WERE HERE. HE COULDN'T BAN HIM FROM HIS OWN ROOM. HE WAS SURE. ...Or kind of sure. WHATEVER. REGULUS WAS BEING A PRISSY LITTLE ARSEHOLE, WASN'T HE?
"IMPORTANT? When do you EVER do anything important?" Avery said, making a face.
Now that was mean. Regulus did many important things. And Regulus was nice.
...NO HE WASN'T GOOD GOD, HE WASN'T NICE, HE WAS A BITCHY LITTLE FUCKER WEARING A DRESS. HE WAS JUST THAT. A BITCHY LITTLE FUCKER. AND IN A DRESS. DAMMIT. DRESS, WHAT THE HELL.
"I LIVE here, you great wankface," Avery snarled, pushing past him roughly to enter the room.
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"SHUT UP, YOU STUPID HOE FACE. I DO LIVE HERE. AND I'M NOT A PIRATE GOD DAMMIT, AND ITS YOU WHO IS AN IMMENSLY LARGE FLOWERY POOFTER WHO WAS SNOGGING WILL NOTT AND YOU ARE SUCH A FUCKING WHORE," Avery yelled. He wasn't JEALOUS. HE WAS CONCERNED. CONCERNED.
STUPID PIRATES, STUPID POTTER SPAWN, STUPID NUNS, STUPID SIBERIA, STUPID STUPID STUIPID STUPID. STUPID WILL NOTT, THAT LITTLE FUCKER. THE HELL WAS W-
AVERY WAS NOT JEALOUS.
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YELL YELL YELL.
Regulus could not, quite frankly, give a damn.
Avery was a giant yelling pirate, a GREAT BIG GIANT YELLING PIRATE MAN WHO WASN'T EVEN WORTH LISTENING TO.
OR taking seriously.
"Fine, sure. You're REALLY not a PIRATE, like I believe that. And I'm all those TERRIBLE things and I'm SO INCREDIBLY WOUNDED. I mean look at me. WEEPING. How about you save it because I really, honestly DO NO CA- "
Regulus stopped.
There was NO WAY. NO WAY that Avery could KNOW. Yet he just SAID IT and HE HAD ABSOLUTELY NO RIGHT KNOWING ANY OF IT. And it sort of hurt.
"YOU!" Regulus abandoned all hope of controlling his temper which had been quite active lately, "YOU HAVE ABSOLUTELY NO RIGHT SAYING THAT OR KNOWING ABOUT IT OR ANYTHING. YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING ANYWAYS. I COVERED THE STUPID BIT, DIDN'T I?! YOU DO NOT KNOW A THING ABOUT ME, OR ABOUT WILL, OR .. OR WHAT HAPPENED. EVEN THOUGH NOTHING HAPPENED AND I AM NOT A WHORE AND I AM NOT A POOFTER EITHER BECAUSE ACTUALLY, I'M A GIRL. AND IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT. ( ... )
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He had paperwork and everything. A little shiny pin that certified him insane.
In the span of five seconds, much of Avery's intended life path was changed. For one, Avery liked to make lists. So, in this extreme state of chaos, Avery made a list in his mind.
One; Avery threw Regulus' wand on the bed behind him with a fair amount of force.
Two; Avery growled. Loudly and menacingly and also very half-insanely.
And three, what truly makes him insane;
Avery grabbed Regulus with an insane amount of force and crashed his lips to his.
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NOT GOOD.
NO WAND. REALLY BIG PIRATEY MAN. ANGRY PIRATEY MAN. NO WAND. OH SHIT. REGULUS DOOMED.
DOOMED.
Regulus whimpered and shut his eyes, waiting for DEATH. BECAUSE HE WAS DOOMED AND OH GOD HIS MOTHER WOULD BE INCREDIBLY ANGRY IF HE DIED. DEAD PEOPLE CAN'T MAKE HEIRS. I mean at least if he was alive, he could still make...buttbabies?! SURELY THEY EXIST?! FOR HEIRS OF CURRENT HEIRS THAT HAPPEN TO BE VERY, VERY GAY?!There was no death. Regulus was wondering what was taking death so long. At least if he had to die by some sort of piratey means, make it quick and painless ( ... )
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HE WAS KISSING REGULUS BLACK AND HE LIKED IT.
AVERY WAS OBVIOUSLY A PIRATE OF THE WORST DEGREE AND HE JUST KEPT KISSING REGULUS BECAUSE WHAT ELSE TO DO? There was nothing else. Also because air meant words and words meant confrontation, and he wondered idly if Regulus knew he was 4 inches off of the ground or not.
It wasn't the shit that romance novel were made of and it wasn't fucking POOFTER LOVE.
This was...
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This was THIS, GOD DAMMIT. AND HE WASN'T MAKING EXCUSES TO YOU
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He TRIED.
But it came out more like "Hrmphrrrpmfprhrprrmrph!??!?!?!" than anything remotely resembling what he had intended to ask.
AGAIN. NOT HIS FAULT.
THIS REALLY WAS NOT REGULUS'S FAULT AT ALL. It was ALL on Avery's head.
But hm. Regulus pondered something.
Avery really HATED it when Regulus did certain things. HE POSITIVELY LOATHED IT, DIDN'T HE?
So Regulus, obviously filled with all kinds of spite and evil intentions and certainly NOTHING ELSE BECAUSE HE WAS ANGRY AND NOTHING ELSE, not-so-subtly stuck a hand right down Avery's pants.
Regulus couldn't even pronounce Avery's first name so really, a hand down the pants was surely a thing of SPITE AND ANGER AND OH HE WAS GETTING EVEN WITH HIM FOR THIS KISSING BUSINESS and making the Regugroin SPRING TO LIFE.
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He started it. It wasn't even something he could blame on Regulus because he practically JUMPED him anyway. HE WAS STILL ANGRY. REALLY. KIND OF. ANGRY. YEAH.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING TO ME?" Avery yelled, clutching at his hair and turning on his heel, pacing towards a wall before turning around again. This was FRUSTRATING, GOD DAMMIT. HE DIDN'T LIKE BEING FRUSTRATED, NO HE DIDN'T AND HE DIDN'T DO THIS ON PURPOSE OKAY, BECAUSE HE DIDN'T.
"YOU'VE...YOU'VE HEXED ME OR SOMETHING BECAUSE I'VE CLEARLY LOST MY MIND AND I DON'T LOSE MY MIND!"
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AND HOLY FUCK REGULUS' HAND WAS DOWN HIS PANTS BEFORE AND HE DIDN'T DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT WHICH WAS ONLY A TESTIMONIAL TO HIS INSANITY.
All Avery saw was BLIND ANGER, and a DRESS WHAT THE HELL.
"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU WEARING, YOU AREN'T A GIRL FOR FUCK'S SAKE. YOU ACT ENOUGH LIKE ONE, BUT YOU AREN'T A GIRL."
Avery was SO CONFUSED. He was something beyond confused. Something more like flabbergasted and then suddenly GUILTY, and then ANGRY, AND HE WAS LIKE A GIRL ON HER FUCKING PMS OR WHATEVER THE HELL WHAT THE FUCK WAS THIS SHIT.
"YOU KNOW WHAT I MEANT, YOU KNOW YOU'RE NOT A WHORE, FUCK REGULUS. AND I DON'T KNOW. THAT'S THE ONLY PLAUSIBLE EXPLANATION BECAUSE IT DOESN'T MAKE SENSE, OKAY? YOU ARE A BOY, AND ( ... )
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