wet hair and seasonal crushes

prick

"Hey Alex, how was your break?" said Frank as I was quote unquote unpacking. "Oh you know, I moped around my empty house, bullied my brother, went camping, came out, was lonely whilst everyone was shagging (title of your sextape) hopped on a train to hogwarts, had a very intense argument with Regulus about you-know-who and fell down the stairs coming up to the room, add on top of that a raging hangover and you've got it. What did you do?" as I pant out of breath.

"Spent some time at my gran's" He breathes out.

"lovely"

"You always argue with Sirius' little brother, what's so bad about him anyways" He asks incredulous.

"You're really asking me that, I will go on a 30 minute ramble about how I hate that prick" silence engulfs the room.

" I'm gonna take your silence for a green light, He was saying how I am a blood-traitor and that muggle borns are disgusting but never actually giving a viable reason why he hated them and me so much. And that gets on my nerves a lot, I was very close to cursing him to death, and I am not joking." Anger is rising in my voice talking about that prick.

"Yeah... maybe don't curse your best mates brother to death." You can see he has never been face to face with that walker.

"Anyways I'm going to take a stroll in the halls to clear my head, see you at dinner Frank." I sigh and quickly fix my hair and get out of the room down to the common room. skipping down the steps.

In the common room there is Remus and sirius together napping on the couch. and they claim not being together, they can atleast be discreet, amateurs.

The halls were quiet, people usually didn't run around the halls coming back from break, they'd usually nap, unpack or chat quietly in the confines of their common room.

I would chat with friends but Pads and Moony were napping and James and Peter were quietly palying chess. The girls were having a nice chat in their room and I dont feel like putting myself between them.

The only thing you can distinguish are my quiet footsteps and the birds chirping.

That's when the silence is broken with another pair of footsteps coming towards me.

And of fucking course its none other than Regulus fuckwad Black, "this should be interesting" I mumble not so quietly.

He stops right in his tracks when he spots me or hears me either way, he stood there with a frown.

He is in full uniform, book under his arm. I think I can make out that it's a Jane austen book, not pride and prejudice, no. I think its that one book she never finished, died before she could. Can't remember the name though.

His shoes are slightly muddy, he's been outside. He's got that look on his face, a look of : 'oh wow, I really didn't want to see you there'

He slowly continues his path towards me. The quiet tap of his shoes heard in the hall.

"Zabini" He says sternly.

"Regulus Black, funny seeing you here." its not funny seeing him here, it's shitty.

He stops right in front of me, without saying or doing anything.

"Are you gonna say anything or..." I trail off. "What are you doing here Zabini"

I am baffled, hes asking ME this. "I could ask you the same thing Regu- Black"

I will not give him the satisfaction of using his whole name. "I really wanna slap you right in the face but that seems useless" Useless to wound my hand for a stupid thing, no matter how tempting it is right now. I'd rather wound him verbally which is weirdly more gratifying.

"Always put things delicately I can see"

"Oh I dont think you'd want your favorite blood-traitor to be polite now would you? Prick" I say slightly inching towards him.

third person pov

The two boys were now only a few inches away from each other. Spitting insults at each other.

"Omg I could strangle you, do you realize what you're saying doesn't make any sense. You have no reasoning behind what you're saying" Alexis said, truly ready to strangle the boy in front of him.

"But-" Regulus was cut of "I swear, if you finish that sentence, you will wish you were never born."

Alexis was clenching his fist so tight, his nails were digging into his palm.

"You and you're filthy mud blood friends should learn to keep to yourself, attracting attention to your sort is... pathetic. You don't know what might happen to your sort." He spat in Alexis face.

"You better keep your mouth shut before I right hook you, I can already see your face when you're hurting. Poor little Black" Alexis said, really being in his face about it.

"you should watch your mouth Zabini"

That's when Regulus was hit right in the cheek by Alexis who had had enough. The boy stumbled back in shock.

"Don't underestimate a Zabini with anger issues, you pretentious asshole, and by the way; wishing death on someone is really goddamn classy Black."

Regulus doesn't want anyone to get killed, he was just being mean, who put that idea in his head.

"I did not wish death upon you" He says quietly.

"Denying it is low Black, I almost feel pity for your sorry ass." With that Alexis turned back and decided to just go back to his common room, this was all too much.

Regulus stayed there stunned, one hand on his cheek, it was burning but it's not what was concerning him. He never said he wanted Zabini dead. He just profoundly dislikes him.

That confusion now turns into anger and frustration, regulus was frustrated that someone would think that. 

For Alexis it was simple, he just threatened murder to the hands of death-eaters or worse, Voldemort, he who-shall-not-be-named. Alexis doesn't care about calling him by his name, the fact that people don't dare saying his name is just in stalling more fear. The idea that saying his name is forbidden, that people don't dare saying his name out of fear is a surrogate for terror.