[[I don't know where the hell this came from. I was just outside weeding and there were buttercups and bam XD Anyway.]]"Look, Reg, buttercups," Sirius announced, laughed and picked one out of the ground - delicately; they were in their Sunday best, and it was better not to get anything smudged. Regulus had tiny, stubby, eight-year-old arms folded
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