[NC-17, NON-CON] Boy's Dormitory 3 (Regulus, Cormac, Antonin, Gellert)

"Okay, I suppose," he said, staring at his feet. "About last night.. Look, I know we don't exactly see eye to eye, but I would appreciate it if you didn't talk about him like that in front of me, unless you're willing to explain yourself. I won't ask you to do that, as you clearly don't want to. But I don't want to hear you talking about him like that," he said firmly. "Perhaps it would be best to avoid the subject in the future."

He nodded. "Yeah, thanks, Reg, it--it'd be better not to say anything. And if I really feel the need to, I'll just lapse into German and pretend I was talking about princesses and ponies and such." He gave him a half smile, running his hand through his hair.

Reg returned his smile, trying to imagine Gellert frolicking about in a field of flowers with princesses and ponies. It was quite the entertaining image. "You do that," he said with a chuckle. "So, uh, how've you been?"

[I have to go for now, I'll try and get back on in an hour and a half or so. I should be able to get on Skype if nothing else, so I can tell you my posts there or something and we can continue this that way]

"Uh, since, last night, when I last spoke to you?" he asked, raising his eyebrows a little, "Fine, I suppose. I kind of just woke up, so, yeah." He shrugs. "Let's see, what have I done in that time period? Left the dorm, Found a nice niche by the lake, did some useless magic, thought about stuff, went to sleep. Then I came back." He omitted the 'got insanely high and started talking to himself' part.

[Okay. I'm gonna go eat dinner at some point but I'll be back eventually.]

Regulus sighed; he'd always been bad at this stupid small talk stuff. "Right. That's nice," he mumbled, wondering if he might be able to find Faye to see if she could tell him when he'd get his hands on the stuff. Well, this is awkward.

[HEY, so we figured out why Gellert hates Vik. Do you want him to tell you, or no?]

[OMG YES. But not now? Because they just said they wouldn't talk about it. PM me what it is though]

At some point the awkward turtle left and they went their separate ways.

And now Reg is coming back here for the night. GOODNIGHT GUYS I'M TIRED!

Marcus skips into his dorm and sits on his bed staring out the window. He wasn't really tired yet so he decided to sit there for a while.

Flint walks in and goes to bed.

[hey reg just as an FYI Luna is so worried about what goes on in here with you! She asks me like everyday. Just thought I would let you know how much power you have lol]

Haha.
Nice.
-actually probably should talk to Gellert to speed along plot line-

Dude, if we're gonna talk it's gonna have to be between now and like six tonight.
Unless you want to wait til Sunday.
I have lots of shit to do.

[I'm here for a little while on and off... I may disappear at any moment, but we can start at least.]

Regulus walks into the room, tired after a long day of double potions with Slughorn during which he'd somehow managed to explode his cauldron and singe the bottom of his robes and jeans. He pulls off the robes and sits on his bed, lost in thought.

Gellert walks into the room, tired after a long day of--whatever, you get the point.

"Hey Reg," he says, seeing him in the room. He wondered vaguely whether his other roommates actually existed.

"Sup, Gellert?" he says, not really looking at Gellert, because Gellert is sexy, and staring is bad. "How're you?"

"Just splendid." He was a little bit high. "Well, no, not really, I just wonder why that's never the answer to 'how're you' even when somebody is feeling splendid. Anyways," he shook his hair out, "How are you?"

"I'm alright. Not quite splendid," he said with a smile. "What've you been up to? Met anyone interesting?"

"Haven't really met anyone, no. I get to know Dee a little better, though--she's a really sweet girl--not to make you feel more guilty or anything." He grins and kicks off his shoes.

[is there somewhere you particularly want this convo to go?]

Regulus facepalms. "Thanks, Gellert, THANKS," he says sarcastically. "Yeah. She is sweet," he mumbles.

[I did. Only, now, I forgot. -fail- Any ideas?]

"Oh no problem," he says, with an exaggerated thumbs up, "Anything to up your self esteem, which," he says, looking Reg up and down, "doesn't seem to be too high at the moment."

[Uh, well, I'll have to go in less than an hour. If there's something quick, though, that you need for the plotline?]

[I dunno. Lemme PM you. AW MAN WHAT IS THIS SHIT, PETER AND JAMES ARE MISSING REMUS' BACHELOR PARTY WHAT THE HELL WOMAN]

"Actually, it is, in fact, I feel great," he quietly muttered, smiling to himself as he remembered Viktor's words. What had he done to deserve someone so wonderful? "I'm not going to feel sorry for her. She'll find someone else," he said more loudly.

"Course she will," said Gellert cheerfully, "Even if you were straight, probably wouldn't have been the whole together forever thing, anyway. That's like, impossible. Think of Spiderman." He shrugs and Rachel feels very witty.

[I KNOW I FEEL LIKE A TERRIBLE FRIEND.]

[Haha. You sound like me. I always wonder why my friends come to me for cheering up, as they know I am always just a cynical sarcastic bitch. Lately some of them have wizened up and only ask when they need a straight answer, as I am "brutally honesty" or "tactless" depending on who's talking about me.]

Regulus laughed. "Please, she was my first girlfriend, I was under no delusions of eternal love," he chuckled, before his thoughts flickered back to Viktor, who really did hope would be with him forever. He felt like such a child for feeling that way, so naive and vulnerable, but he couldn't help himself.

"First and last," he points out, grinning. He saw a bit of a far-off look in Reg's eyes, and asked, with a wave of his hand in the vague direction of the other, "what's going on in there?"