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21 ✧ A Werewolf Howls and The Slytherin's Scowl

1978 March __________________ ׂׂૢ་༘࿐

"Y/N, I think it's time you meet my friends, properly." Regulus stated, not looking up from his book that was rested in his big hands, rings decorating his fingers as per usual. 

"I've met your friends." She raised an eyebrow, placing her own book on the table that sat between them. She brushed off bits of fluff that had clung to her pants as she was flickering in and out of hyper fixations. 

"You've met Evan." He corrected, glancing up before looking back down. "I have more than just one friend."

"Well, you could've fooled me." She shrugged, taking a sip of her coffee. The two were situated in a small cafe in Hogsmeade, it was off the beaten track, there was an ash tray in each table and the staff wore berets as if to mimic the French - something Regulus didn't look too kindly upon as he considered himself something of a Frenchmen.

"Very funny." He closed his book, making sure to slip his bookmark into the book before shutting it. "I have plenty of friends, you're the unsociable one." He rummaged around his pockets for his cigarette case, he sighed and looked up to Y/N. "May I bum a cigarette?" He asked, Y/N nodded and shoved her hands in her pocket to find her packet of cigarettes. 

She found the crumpled packet, finding about two cigarettes left, she took one out and gave it to Regulus. He put it in his mouth and Y/N brought up her lighter to the cigarette that laid in between his lips, he seethed in the tobacco and then sighed out - a contented and almost excited sigh.

"I've never seen you with them." Y/N put the zippo lighter onto the table. "Tell me about your friends." She looked around the cafe, finding everyone interesting, the bliss of the 70s wouldn't last forever, unfortunately. 

"Well, you know Evan." He began. "He's a lot nicer than he lets on, he just doesn't know you well enough." He defended the honour of one of his best, and only, friends.

"Yes, move on from Evan." She laughed, dragging her eyes back to meet Regulus' grey ones.

"Then there's Barty, he's a funny little fellow, you'd like him - not more than me, of course." Regulus proudly said, he then thought for a moment. "I do have a friend you'd love, her name's Pandora, she's lovely."

"Pandora?" The girl was shocked. "The one in Ravenclaw?"

"The same."

"But... she's not a Slytherin?" Y/N sputtered out. "I'm impressed with you all, I had envisioned your friend group to be exclusively pure blooded Slytherins."

"Pandora's a pureblood but not a Slytherin, she keeps the peace in our group." He nodded. "She's very kind to just about everyone, although, you know Xenophilius Lovegood?

"Of course, he's a 7th year Ravenclaw, I often see him scribbling in that purple notebook of his." She then paused, Regulus proceeded to make a face insinuating something more between the two. "...no, really?"

"100%, the two are always together when she's not with us." Regulus smiled, like a proud father.

"How sweet." Y/N shared his smile. "I suppose I'd be inclined to meet them."

"Yes, I suppose you would be." Regulus nodded. "I'm worried you won't like them or that they won't like you, it's important to me that you all get along, I guess that's one of the reasons I've been a bit slow on the whole sealing the deal thing."