THE SCARS ON MY BODY ● JEGULUS |MARAUDERS|

✹EIGHTY✹

CHAPTER EIGHTY AND I'VE WRITTEN OVER 130,000 WORDS...THE FIRST HARRY POTTER BOOK IS 76,944 WORDS...DAMN...I STARTED THIS BOOK ON AROUND MARCH 23RD 2021 SO IT'S ALMOST BEEN A YEAR LMFAO.

THANK YOU TO ANYONE WHO'S BEEN HERE FROM THE BEGINNING HAHAHA LOVE YOU ALL x

IT'S ALMOSTTTT MY BIRTHDAYYYYYYYY!!!!!!

ALSO, NO MATTER WHAT HAPPENS THROUGHOUT THE BOOK, THE END IS GOING TO BE JEGULUS. I PROMISE. THE END IS JEGULUS. JUST TRUST THE PROCESS, OKAY? <3

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✹ Short for adorable,

Reggie.

Wake up ✹

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"How do you break up with someone?" Barty pretended like he hadn't said anything, turning around in the dorm room to look at the tall, messy bookshelf. It was storming outside, so badly that the lake's waves shook the glass of the Slytherin common room's roof.

"That's an odd inquiry. Who is the person in question?" Regulus did not look up from his diary-writing, but his tone was enough to convince Barty that he was listening with some sort of genuine interest.

"Me, evidently."

Regulus sighed and rolled his eyes. "I meant your partner. And turn around, dickhead." Barty chuckled and strode over to him, unbuttoning his top button so that he could breathe easier, and sat down at the end of Regulus' bed, crossing his legs like a young child. They sat in silence for a while, before Regulus let out a deep sigh and moved his eyes up to Barty, looking through the gaps in the hair which fell over his forehead. "I have much better things I could be doing with my time that don't include being with you, I assure you, so, are you gonna tell me or what?"

"She's in Slytherin."

"Name?" Regulus turned his eyes back down to his page, licking his lips in confusion until he finally understood where he was up to with his writing and continued.

"Maria Corners."

"Why do you wanna leave her?"

"She's a bitch." Regulus raised an eyebrow, "Oh, and she kicked a house-elf."

Suddenly, Regulus' eyes enlarged enormously and he leaned forward. "Really?"

"Yeah."

"Fuck her." Regulus fell back onto his pillow with a huff.

"Yeah, fuck her." Barty sighed, "So...how do I break up with her?"

"Tell her the truth." He shrugged in response, not knowing a great deal about women.

"Okay. Yeah, okay."

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"You called her a bitch?!" Regulus exclaimed, his expression etched with shock.

"You told me to tell the truth!"

"Yes, that you don't like her! I didn't tell you to insult her, Junior!"

Barty groaned, rolling his eyes like a stroppy teenager, falling backwards onto his bed. "You could have been more specific."

"What? So, it's my fault?" Regulus scoffed, hands on his hips in a fashion that reminded him of James' motherly personality, therefore dropping his arms to his sides immediately.