Really? It came from someone very important, and it's very special and it's something I'd only want to share with my best friend, but if you don't want to be that anymore I suppose I'll have to show it to someone else.
*grins* I mean, Regulus, that you're just jealous. I'm a prefect now, not you and you can't stand that. But you know, I'm also something much more important, and I was going to let you in on it but if you're not interested anymore then I suppose I'll just have to get used to being the significant one.
*narrows his eyes, following Regulus into the common room* *sits on the other side of their house mate, tapping him on the shoulder to distract his attention from Regulus - flashing Regulus a smile as he begins a long story about needing help with his essay*
*glares, then settles in even closer until the boy starts blushing, carelessly letting his hand brush his thigh as he feigns a giant yawn at Rabastan's story*
*licks his lips slowly and deliberately, sighing softly, just enough so his mouth pout invitingly and leans against the other boy, who is squirming now with this undeserved attention, looking up at him with wide eyes - although he glances at Regulus quickly to make sure he's watching*
Tell me about it. I don't quite know how they ended up doing this, but hey! Still, don't see made up boy in the middle complaining too much. :D
*narrows his eyes at Rabastan, leaning against the boy so that his lips brush his cheek as he speaks, looking at Rabastan the whole time* Is Lestrange bothering you?
Threesome! Although, I do figure that will be rather difficult with made up boy.
*laughs softly, turning his head, nuzzling agasint the other boy's neck as he breathes hotly against his ear* I'm not bothering you, am I? I just want your help after all. Perhaps we should go and deal with my little problem and leave Regulus be? We've taken up enough of his time.
*his smile falters, just for a moment* You shouldn't call people names, Regulus - it's common.
*hisses and grabs his hand, digging his nails into the tender skin* Just because you want to kiss me instead of him. *jerks his head at the boy caught between them*
Sorry! I do appreciate the letter, even if Reg doesn't. *squishes*
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Fine. I don't care.
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I told you: I don't care. Go and show whatever it is to the whole school, see if I care.
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What do you mean by that?
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I mean, Regulus, that you're just jealous. I'm a prefect now, not you and you can't stand that. But you know, I'm also something much more important, and I was going to let you in on it but if you're not interested anymore then I suppose I'll just have to get used to being the significant one.
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*gets up without a word and goes to the common room, sitting far too close to one of their house mates and talking with them animatedly*
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*sits on the other side of their house mate, tapping him on the shoulder to distract his attention from Regulus - flashing Regulus a smile as he begins a long story about needing help with his essay*
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*licks his lips slowly and deliberately, sighing softly, just enough so his mouth pout invitingly and leans against the other boy, who is squirming now with this undeserved attention, looking up at him with wide eyes - although he glances at Regulus quickly to make sure he's watching*
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*narrows his eyes at Rabastan, leaning against the boy so that his lips brush his cheek as he speaks, looking at Rabastan the whole time*
Is Lestrange bothering you?
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*laughs softly, turning his head, nuzzling agasint the other boy's neck as he breathes hotly against his ear*
I'm not bothering you, am I? I just want your help after all. Perhaps we should go and deal with my little problem and leave Regulus be? We've taken up enough of his time.
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*scowls across the boy at him*
What can you possibly need help with, Lestrange? Being a slut? It seems you're doing just fine on your own.
*to the boy, hand wandering over his thigh across to prod Rabastan sharply in the leg*
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You shouldn't call people names, Regulus - it's common.
*hisses and grabs his hand, digging his nails into the tender skin*
Just because you want to kiss me instead of him. *jerks his head at the boy caught between them*
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