Lion's Heart ~ Jegulus

hate

Sooooo I don't really have any excuse to not write other than the fact that I'm lazy as fuck and have no idea where this story is going.

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Third person POV:

Regulus was not exited to be returning to Hogwarts to say the least. Everyone always says that Hogwarts was like their second home and all that bullshit. To be honest he never felt at home in Hogwarts. He rarely had friends and those who occasionally talked to him were all pure-blood sumpremecist assholes.

That was also the place his brother decided to forget about him and completely ignore his existence. Also where he was replaced by Sirius' friends.

Regulus hated a lot of people. He just couldn't help it. He hated most of his classmates and he'd want to cut his ears of anytime one of them spoke something stupid. He hated his his history Professor who's voice was so incredibly slow and annoying he wished he'd just roll over and fall unconscious so the class would be canceled and he wouldn't have to listen anyone. He hated Severus and his friends who were so incredibly idiotic, they angered Regulus with how much stupidity a person can hold. He'd wonder how someone so dim-witted could exist in the same world as him. He hated most Gryffindors for their annoying 'we are better' complex. For trying to save the day. He didn't hate them because they were Gryffindors, no, their house had nothing to do with their personality, they just happened to be in that house. For example he hated some Hufflepuffs, and Ravenclaws, and Slytherins. Their house had nothing to do with it.

But, there was one person Regulus seemed to hate more than anyone or anything. He hated them more than being sweaty at night and not being able to get cool. He hated them more than getting hit by a bludger during Quidditch. He hated them more than anyone else.

Regulus absolutely hated James Potter.

He hated him so much he couldn't stand to be in his presences. So much he wished he'd trip and fall in his face, to wipe that stupid grin off his face. So his messy brown hair would get ruined. Which is incredibly messy because the bloody idiot runs his hands through it a million times a day. He wished him the absolute worst.

He didn't understand where this hate first came from. It could've been when Sirius sent him a letter when he started his first year, saying he wouldn't be coming come for Christmas because he'd be staying at Hogwarts with "a awesome friend he met". It could've been when he came home that year and didn't talk to Regulus much. When Regulus started his first year and got sorted into Slytherin, and Sirius didn't talk to him for months, and would only hang out with James Potter and his friends.

He didn't really know. He only knew that he hated him. A lot.

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It was about one or two hours later, where all the marauders woke up from their nap (again). First it was Remus because his neck was uncomfortable from Sirius head being on top of it. Then Sirius woke up from Remus groaning "Padfoot wake up, your head is on my neck, its fucking uncomfortable." Then Peter woke up form Sirius whining "but moons I was so comfortable" pouting, to which Moony replied "yeah well I wasn't, love". Then James woke up form Remus lame attempt at opening his 3rd chocolate bar subtlety. "Are we almost there, moony?" Asked pads impatiently. "No."

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I know I took really fucking long to come up with a new chapter. This is mostly just a small filler, since I didn't know what else to write. I'll try to do something longer later tonight but I don't know. Feel free to leave questions or anything. :)