amortentia | jegulus

Chapter 4: The party

TW: Underage drinking, underage drug use.

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"So, I already have the firewhisky, I asked some Gryffindor bloke and he got me some right at the moment, it was bloody impressing... anyways, I talked to some hufflepuffs and they got the spliff. Then I convinced some girls to put the silencing charm for us, because you know what happened the last time..." Barty described.

It was friday, they day of the party, and Barty was planning everything himself, he was very good at that kind of stuff.

"You're coming, right?" he asked.

"Maybe," Regulus said, without taking his eyes off the book he was reading.

"What?! No, you have to come, you don't even have to drink, it's gonna be loads of fun! And what if I get in trouble? huh? who's gonna help me?"

"I don't know mate"

"Please please please," Barty begged as he sat next to Regulus.

"Fine"

"Thanks," Barty sighed and then got up, heading to the door of the common room.

"Ne me fais pas regretter ça"

"I wont!" he responded as he left.

It was 3pm and Regulus had finished his morning schedule, he didn't have any classes until 4:30pm.

He was laying in his bed, looking at the sealing, thinking about nothing, because if he tried to think about literally anything, his brain would tell him "go study for your O.W.Ls" and he'd fell guilty because he didn't want to.

After five more minutes of this activity, he got up and decided to go for a walk inside the castle. He didn't really like to go out, except when he had to because of quidditch, of course. But it wasn't quidditch season yet, so he didn't have practice until early october, in a week.

Regulus was walking down the hallways, it was pretty crowded, most students decided to hang out in there or in their common rooms.

He thought about the party, will it be like this? did Barty really invite everyone? suddenly Regulus started to regret saying to Barty he was going to go.

Regulus kept walking, until he got to the stairs to the fifth floor, an abandoned floor that was always empty, no one usually went there.

"Why not?" he thought, and then he started up the stairs.

The place was cold and, since the curtains were closed, kind of dark. There was some benchs and a tea table next to a red sofa in the corner. Regulus sat on it and a dust cloud came out of it.

"Ew," he mumbled. He looked at the table, there was a book on it. He grabbed it and cleaned the dust in the cover with his pants.

Little Women by Louisa May Alcott. A muggle book.

"Nobody is going to know," he thought as he opened it and started reading.

He quickly found himself absorbed in the plot and analyzing the characters. He came to the conclusion that his favorite characters were Jo and Beth.

The minutes passed and he couldn't stop reading, until he realized that an hour has passed and in five minutes he had to be in Defense Against the Dark Arts.

Regulus bookmarked the page he was in and closed the book, then he hid it under one of the sofa's pillows. He'd come back later.

He dashed to the classroom.

"Black, you're ten minutes late, mind to explain why?" the professor said.

"Sorry sir, I had a complication"