Mortal Once More... ☽ Regulus Black ☾

☽ TWENTY-ONE ☾

Regulus POV

I shouldn't have spoke, I shouldn't have ran after her, I shouldn't have even gone to that fucking party at all.

I knew out of all people it would be Barty to do something like that. He was obviously still hung up on the beatings I had given him, he had to get back at me somehow.

It was clear that I'd beat him in any fight we'd have, he wasn't as close to the Dark Lord as I was and he definitely didn't have the family name that I did. He had to play it smart, make sure that whatever he did I wouldn't be able to turn it back on him.

He used the game to his advantage, made sure I'd spill all my deepest darkest secrets right in front of her. I couldn't be mad at anyone else but myself, it was me that had these thoughts, he was just the one to bring them out in front of everyone.

But that doesn't mean I'm not going to take it out on him.

I was storming through the halls with just one mission on my mind. He was nowhere to be seen when I had awoken this morning, not in our dorm, common room or the Great Hall.

I had Evan on my heels, trying his best to talk me out of what stupidity I was going to get myself in next.

"Reg, beating Barty up is not going to solve all your issues" He pleaded as he jogged behind me.

"No, but it's sure going to make me a lot happier" I quipped.

I could practically hear Evan's eye roll from behind me.

I carried on, passing the transfigurations classroom and through the passageway leading out of the castle and into the courtyard.

That's when I seen the mess of light brown hair inbetween Amycus and Antonin, sat on the edge of the fountain and laughing about the previous night. My anger skyrocketed and I was lunging towards him before Evan could even attempt to say stop.

I pulled him from his seat, standing upright in front of me and pulling my fist back, sending it flying straight towards his nose.

His nose was left crooked and a trail of blood began to leak from his nostril. Before I could inflict anymore damage though I felt multiple pairs of arms lock me in place, pulling me back from him so I couldn't make another move.

"You've completely lost it mate" Barty said as he felt underneath his nose, pulled his finger back and inspected the blood.

I struggled against the arms holding me in place. If it was just Evan, maybe I could've worked my way out, but Amycus and Antonin too? No chance.

"You fucking know what you did!" I shouted at him.

The few students that were out in the courtyard were now looking directly at us, whispering amongst themselves.

"I don't know what you mean" He said with fake concern, taking a seat back down on the edge of the fountain and looked up towards me with a shit-eating grin.

I tried once against to get out of the hold my friends had over me but had no luck. All I wanted to do was wipe that fucking smile off his face and make him eat his words.

"Just because daddy doesn't love you enough to give you enough attention doesn't mean you can fuck around with other people" I spat out at him.

He leapt up from his seat and brought a heavy fist down onto my face, using the fact that I was restricted to his advantage. As soon as the blow landed I was let go.

I knew mentioning his dad would've hit hard, Barty Crouch Sr never paid enough attention to his son. It was something Barty would dwell on far too much when he had too many to drink.