REGULUS BLACK: 16 January 1976

[favourite_son]

Kreacher,

If there are any owls from school, you are NOT to give them to Mother or Father. Do you understand?

They can’t know I was given a detention, they can’t. It was his fault anyway and

Mother knows all about these instructions, of course. In fact it was her idea, so you don't need to tell her about this letter either. If you tell on me

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[trickster_gryff]

Oh, Reg! *flails* He got a detention? Oh man. This isn't something I should already know about, is it? XD *loves you and is a giant dork*

I couldn't let Sirius respond at this point. Maybe later. *snuggles Reg*

[favourite_son]

Indeed he did. What a naughty boy! No, don't worry, it's not really Sirius' fault. Well, not directly, anyway. :D *loves you right back*

Reg would like to say that he appreciates all snuggles, especially when accompanied by Mr Froggy, who he's sure wouldn't smell like Sirius or anything and he certainly wouldn't want to snuggle himself.

[trickster_gryff]

:) Well, that's a bit of relief. Most things seem to be assumed to be his fault right from the beginning, regardless of who actually caused them. XD

Aw. Reg can have all the definitely-not-Sirius-smelling Mr Froggy he wants. Just so long as Sirius is looking in the other direction when it's happening.

[favourite_son]

*pets Sirius* Well, Reg most certainly blames him anyway! :D

Reg: *cuddles Mr Froggy, not sniffing him at all, of course not*

Reg is most grateful and promises not to let Sirius find out.

[stagboy]

*lips twitch as he tries to keep from grinning*
You got a detention? What for? Have you not been behaving, Black?

[favourite_son]

*not quite meeting his eye*
*mumbles*
Nothing. It wasn't my fault. It's none of your business anyway.

[stagboy]

*tilts his head, trying to catch his eye*
Tell me. You know you want to.

[favourite_son]

*can't resist peeking up at him, looking away quickly when their eyes meet*
I don't think I do. Besides, you're not in charge of my discipline, so you don't need to know.

[orlanstamos]

You know that by sending this letter, you've doomed yourself to her finding out about it. This sort of thing alwys seems like a very good idea but never seems to actually work.

[favourite_son]

*stutters slightly, eyes widening*
S-She won't! Kreacher won't tell on me. *a little desperately* He won't.

[orlanstamos]

Well, I'm sure he won't try to. It's just that things like this always tend to fall out the same way. Unspoken rules of boarding school life.

Look on the bright side, it's not like she'll be able to punish you til summer anyway, yeah? By then she'll forget.

[favourite_son]

He won't, will he? Will he?
*shakes his head as he realises who he's talking to*
Not that you'd really know about house-elves, would you?

*his shoulders slump, looking a little defeated*
Not properly.

[king_kallipygos]

*excitedly*

You got detention? Wicked!

What for?

[favourite_son]

*shiftily*
I might have.

If I did, it was for nothing. *haughtily* How dare anyone give me a detention?

[king_kallipygos]

Hey, it's never for nothing.

*thinks a bit*

Dare? You mean, it wasn't a professor?

[favourite_son]

*sulkily*
It was. I certainly didn't deserve it.

*folds his arms*
No. It was. *petulantly* But they still shouldn't! I'm a Black!

[sholmes87]

A detention? *tsks* That's too bad Reg. I hope it was for something suitably vile.

[favourite_son]

*flushes a little*
*hastily*
Yes! Yes, it was for something really, really- *fumbles* -horrid!

[sholmes87]

*one corner of her mouth curls in a smile*

So what did you do? Put an itching charm on every ones underwear? Transfigure your teapot into a Tasmanian Devil and it got loose?

*hopefully*

Do something nasty to Sirius like turn his hair chartreuse?

[favourite_son]

*shifts awkwardly, not meeting her eye*
Not exactly.

*freezes at his brother's name*