James,
You. Me. Quidditch pitch. Let's talk- after curfew.
-Regulus Black
*throws letter away*
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James,
Why do I feel like this. I cant. You're a blood traitor and a complete tosser. Mother would have my head for dinner.
At least you're pureblood.
Fuck you James Potter.
-Regulus Black
*throws letter away*
YOU ARE READING
WITH LOVE, REGULUS BLACK
Hayran Kurguletters between james and regulus. "all until the end"
