Cold Hearts & Warm Bodies {on hold}

only for you

September 15th, 1976

-Regulus-

"I promise you if you make me wake up before the sun is out one more time I will personally cut your tongue off and feed it to my sister's cat," Gabriel exclaimed as he tossed his books down at his seat and sent a glare to his friend that was already seated at the table to his left.

"You don't have to come to morning practices," Regulus replied in a bored tone as he flipped through his book.

"Really? Well, why the hell didn't you tell me that before?" Gabriel said as he took his seat.

"You don't have to go to morning practice, Gabe. I'm sure that fourth-year Nott would love to take your place as a chaser," the youngest Black deadpanned.

Gabriel froze and glared at his quidditch captain, "You wouldn't."

Regulus glanced up at his friend with a mischievous grin, "Stop coming to morning practices and find out."

"I'll be there you bloody wanker," Mucliber groaned as he dropped his head against the table.

"Love to hear it," Regulus snarked back in return.

"Hello, Gabriel... and git."

And there goes the last bit of peace I had. 

Regulus let out a deep groan as the boy to his left perked up immediately.

"Stella, my love, how are you on this lovely Thursday?"  Gabriel flirted as he met eyes with his favorite blonde.

Estelle shot her friend a playful look of annoyance as she took her seat across from him, "It has been quite nice, though you boys were missed at breakfast this morning." She shot an irritated look towards Regulus, "Well most of you were at least."

Why must she be so intolerable?

Regulus glared at the blonde but before he could even retaliate the voice of a different blonde cut him off, "Hey losers." 

Regulus rolled his eyes before glancing up to see Evan and Nathaniel sit down, Rosier to Regulus's right and Avery to Estelle's Left. 

"Hello Ev, where might Ara and Claudia be?" Estelle asked as she raised an eyebrow.

A wide smirk appeared on the Rosier boy's face, "They should be here soon."

"Thank you for that incredibly informative response," the witch deadpanned. 

Evan winked, "Of course, Princess."

"Mucliber, where is your partner?" Nathaniel questioned causing the rest of the group to gaze at the empty seat beside their friend. 

Gabriel threw his arms up in the air, "After the little incident the other day Mckinnon decided to tell Ol' Slugy that he was now fearful for his life or some whiny nonsense, so I'm supposed to get a new partner. Can you believe that shit?" 

Evan snickered, "Well mate, you did give him third-degree burns on half his face."

Gabriel then sent a glare towards someone across the room as he mumbled to himself, "Stupid, whiny, overly-dramatic Ravenclaw tosser."

Regulus glanced over to see a blonde boy with bandages wrapped over the right side of his face and almost felt bad for him.

"So who's the newest victim then?" Nathaniel asked as she shot a playful smirk towards Gabriel, who promptly showed him his middle finger.