The Fireplace

[I am only being nice to Slytherins lol]

Well, I consider every slytherin a friend of mine. And then dont get me started about those other houses.
-leans back and mumbles-
Dirty Blood freaks.

Regulus didn't return her smile. "Alright, until about a half hour ago. Spoke to Sirius," he muttered, not quite meeting her eye. He turned instead to the girl opposite him. "Do I know you?" he asked, looking her over absentmindedly. "I'm Reg," he said, holding out his hand.

Faye folded her arms and muttered to herself. She glared over at Regulus and wished she could mock him. Except, she had just overheard, that he had yet another damn relative. What were their families, rabbits? Good lord. She sighed and turned back to Flint, "Dirty blood freaks? Yeah." She contributed substance to the conversation, obviously, "Weren't we supposed to roast the Hufflepuffs or something?"

[lmao fleur..]

Oh beleive me I wish we could.

[ahahahahahah FLEUR!!!! ]

[Guys... we really do roast them..]

[Shhh....I'm Faye. *shifty eyes*]

Cissy frowned. This was one of her worries; Regulus meeting up with Sirius. "I know; or I had an encounter with him as well." She bit back a few choice words, knowing of Regulus's adoration for his older brother. "But, I can't imagine that it would be any worse than yours. So, other than that, anything been going on with Auntie Walburga? Last I heard from her was Christmastime..."

Faye flashed a devious smile, "Oh, but we could. I think we should plan one!"

"The first Thursday of every month. We had one April Fools Day," Cissy explained.

Faye turned around and stared at Narcissa, "But - I wasn't here then. That's saddening," She pouted, "Wait, do I know you? You're one of the rabbit spawn!" The last part she whispered so quietly no one heard it at all.

neither was I. But i sure cant wait for the next one. Roast all those wimps.

"No, not really," he said, trying not to think about Sirius. He really hates me. He hates me. Fuck it all. He turned to see who Narcissa was talking to. Oh, it's the creepy nutter, wonderful.

Severus walks in, his robes blood stained and his face still dripping with it as well. He fails to notice everyone else and trudges towards his usual chair in the corner, ignoring the rest of the room.

[Oh god, Reg/Sev, you're just roping in the sunshine, aren't you?]

Pansy glanced up as Severus walked in, having been ignoring all the new people since Blaise left. Seeing him coated in blood, her stomach lurched. What did he get himself into this time? She leaned forward out of her chair and tried to catch his eye, giving him a questioning look.

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