☆When Stars Align★ [Regulus Black]

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'52 - Promise me'

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'REGULUS ARCTURUS BLACK'

Two and a half days have passed since I've woken up in the hospital wing. If you ask me, it's been two days too many.

I can't stand this place. There's simply no reason for me to be lying here for this long, over some bone breaks. It's not that serious. I'm tired of staring at the ceiling and I'm growing sick of the horrible sterile scent that doesn't seem to go away, no matter what I do.

And I hate not knowing the full story.

Evan's told me something quite unusual and it's been nothing but torture for me, staying in this abnormally large room, mulling it over and over and over.

What's worse, is I can't go straight to the source for any proof on the matter and the only other person who seems to know what actually happened, hasn't come by, not once.

You can imagine my surprise when I even got a visit from our very own Head Girl, Miss Evans and somehow, Carina hadn't shown up at all.

I can't imagine she's still cross enough with me to not visit.

What do I care, anyway? If, after all this time, she's finally decided to be rid of me, well, good riddance. Not like she was very beneficial to me, anyway.

All she's done is try to muggle-ize me and managed to make Mother heavily upset. I'm honestly hoping Mother doesn't know the full extent of everything.

I scoffed out loud, my mind not allowing me to forget about her. Who does she think she is? How do I avoid her from this point on?

She's in every single one of my classes, well, almost every one of them, regardless. I can't possibly break up Evan and his girlfriend. And yet, wherever they are, whatever they do, she's always sniffing around somewhere, not too far behind them.

You'd think she's got no friends, with the way she's practically glued to those two.

As if I'm one to talk.

"He's just past those two, dear." one of the nurses announced to someone, breaking me out of my thoughts.

My vision of the entrance was obstructed by the hospital screens covering both sides of my beds. I didn't have to wonder long about who it could possibly be though, since the blonde came right into view, mere seconds later.

Speak of the devil and she shall come, as they say.

Carina stood somewhat shyly and awkwardly near the foot of my bed, looking off to the side. I glared at her.

"So, uhm, how are you feeling?" she asked in a hushed sort of way, glancing over at me for a brief moment and beginning to twiddle her thumbs in what I can assume was a nervous gesture.

I blinked in thought, unsure of her motives. Minutes passed in silence as she waited for my answer.

"Fine, I guess." I replied, crossing my arms over my chest. "Why are you here, exactly?" I then questioned her.