brother.

brother: chapter 09

Sunday December 4th 1975: Regulus's 15th

"I can't believe you actually hit Snape," Barty laughed, sitting across from Regulus on the edge of his bed,

"I can't believe we missed it," Everett groaned from beside Regulus,

"Yeah well I got about a hundred detentions because of it, so don't expect to see it happening again anytime soon," Regulus was thoroughly unimpressed with himself and was quite regretting the whole situation.

"I've got something that will cheer you up," Barty smirked , "Gimme a minute," he walked into the bathroom and closed the door, rustling could he heard from the bedroom.

"Here," Barty came barreling out of the bathroom and thrust a small tin into Regulus' hands. He opened it to find a sandwich bag full of drugs, rolling papers and a lighter.

"Where'd you get this?"

"Some Hufflepuff down at the greenhouses, fancy a try?" Barty resumed his seat,

"Of course I do Barty,"

After two joints each and a trip to the kitchens the three boys were sat about laughing about nothing.

"Did you get your invite to Maud's ball?" Everett suddenly asked, directed at Regulus obviously,

"Of course not, I doubt she'll be speaking to me anytime soon," Regulus chuckled, munching on a pumpkin pastie,

"Oh right, so I'm going to be alone then?"

"No, you'll have Crabbe and Goyle, Davina. The whole quidditch team probably, three quarters of the Slytherin house honestly," Regulus was extremely uninterested in this topic of conversation,

"Yeah but it's never any fun without you. Your the one that sneaks into the kitchens, and puts charms on the decorations. I hate going to balls without you," Everett groaned,

"Oh well, I'm not going to go apologise to her just so I can have an invite to her Christmas party,"

"I was hoping you would,"

"Stop hoping then," Regulus snapped. The conversation suddenly died.

"Well er- we should all probably get changed. And I need to go soon- finish up on some arrangements," Barty said awkwardly,

"Stop trying to cover it up, I know about the party,"

"You're joking! I tried really hard this year, who told you?" Barty jumped up dramatically as he said this,

"You know who,"

"Every year Everett! Every bloody year, you have one job and you still spoil it!" And thus began the yearly argument, Barty extremely angry, and poor Everett defending himself.

Barty left 15 minutes before dinner, Everett and Regulus found themselves strolling to the Great Hall alone.

"Can we talk about last year?" Everett broke the silence.

"What about last year?"

"You know what I mean Reg-

"I'm not talking about my birthday Everett," Regulus gave him a look, a look of shut up before I hit you.

The two of them sat through dinner chatting with other people, trying not to act high. Then they returned to their dorm and had another joint each in preparation for their party.

Regulus found himself with another wardrobe issue, he had no idea what kind of party this would be, therefore no clue how to dress. He settled on a pair of leather pants, which had been Sirius', and after searching long and hard for a shirt he still couldn't find one.