THE SCARS ON MY BODY ● JEGULUS |MARAUDERS|

✹NINETEEN✹

TW: SCARS/MENTION OF ABUSE AND DEATH

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✹ I don't even

know what the word

'discipline' means but it

sounds like a pile

of poo to me ✹

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"Urgh! I hate them!" Humphrey yelled, kicking the bottom of a tree. Milo came up behind him, rubbing circles into his back for comfort.

"Hey, it's okay."

"Stop being so sweet with him, Lo! Don't act like a baby Humphrey, it was a harmless prank." Bailey lectured, annoyed that she had been disturbed from her reading.

"A harmless prank? A harmless prank? Sister, they put a sign on my back saying 'Can I have some honey? What do you mean? Wait, that's your hair? Ohhh, I thought it was a beehive, my mistake'!" Humph groaned, hugging Milo.

"What was your sign, Bay?" Reg asked, turning to her.

"Your family tree is a cactus, because everybody on it is a prick'."

"Now that was just stating facts!" Humphrey said, jumping up and wrapping his legs around Milo's waist.

"I love your hair, sweetheart." Milo whispered.

"Milo and Humphrey sitting in a tree K-" Regulus sang, a small smile tugging at his lips as he finished off his drawing from up in the tree where he was sat.

"SHUT IT!" Humph interrupted, "What are you drawing anyway?" He asked snatching the sketch book from his hands.

"Oooooo!" Milo called out from behind Humphrey. "You're whipped, mate."

"Give it, you twats!" Reg snatched it back, inspecting the now slightly smudged drawing of James Potter. It wasn't exactly right. He couldn't seem to get the eyes and hair right. No matter how long he had stared into the boy's chocolate brown eyes, and however many times he had ran his fingers through James' soft curls, he couldn't draw it. It seemed off. James was too perfect, it was impossible to show his perfection through a sketch. Yes, he had his imperfections (like the small brown moll under his left eye, for example, or the way his hair was always messy) but he loved them all, they were perfect imperfections in Regulus' eyes.

"I think it's sweet." Bailey shook her head, her hair falling down and covering her face, "It's good that Reg has finally found his someone."

Regulus smiled down at her, watching as Humphrey shrugged. "Fair enough."

"Now we just need to find Bailey's someone, then we'll all be happy." Milo commented, climbing up into the tree to sit beside Reg.

"Yeah!" Humph climbed up too, squishing Regulus in between the two of them.

"Yeah." Bay repeated.

"Reg?" Humphrey called, Reg humming in response, "Why didn't you go to Transfiguration this morning?"

"Oh yes, you weren't at Potions either." Milo added.

"I- I was erm- I-"

"With James, we know." Bailey finished for him, turning the page of her book.

"Right." They all chuckled, continuing to eat their lunches of which they had brought outside with them.

"What are you guys doing for Christmas?" Milo questioned, flipping through Regulus' sketches after 10 minutes of constant pestering. Apparently, Lo loved Reg's work and really wanted to see more, Reg wasn't too happy about the idea but had finally given in.