Delilah Pierce didn't have the best home life, and when in school she tended to blend in with the crowd. She didn't mind it though, she was perfectly content with her 2 friends and her brother.
But what happens when she comes back to her six year a...
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We were in My common room trying to relax after everything that happened two days ago, the common room was empty seeing as most of the students were in the Hogsmade trip. I couldn't go because my father told Professor Dumbledore to revoke my permission slip. The others weren't in the mood to go out, so they didn't.
"Barty you're not needed in the conversation." Regulus huffed as he talked to Dora about Care of magical creatures. Barty was interrupting him with nonsense every five seconds for fun.
"Not neede- I am not your whore!" He exclaimed with fake betrayal in his eyes while he pointed at Regulus.
"You can't just dismiss me as if I'm worth nothing, Arcturus!" He gave a fake wobble of the lips, "I thought we had something more special than that"
Regulus rolled his eyes at his theatrics, "You are a whore, just not mine" He grabbed the hand Barty was using to point at him and gave it a comforting pat , "and there's absolutely nothing wrong with that"
Barty let out a puff of air and looked at reg with wide accusing eyes, "Me? A whore!? Says the guy that couldn't let me sleep because he was too busy being shagged senseless on the bed next to mine!"
Regulus' jaw dropped, "Fuck off, I've heard you shag countless of times because you never even bothered to warn the people in the room beforehand! At least we warned you!" He exclaimed before calming himself, "Besides we used Silencing charms"
Barty scoffed, "Your shouts managed to break through the spells, you wench"
I cringed hard as I heard Barty talk about Reg's sex life, because it was most definitely my brother the one doing the shagging and I do not want to know these things.
"You don't even fucking bother to put the spells up when you shag in the first place, idiote" Regulus impassively said.
Barty gasped dramatically, "You did not just insult me in French"
"What if I did?" Regulus challenged.
They both drew their wands at the same time and stared each other down, Barty with his exaggerated theatrics stared at Reg with a feigned hurt look in his face. Regulus stared at Barty with his usual blank face but his narrowed eyes held a mischievous glint in them.
"Rictusempra!"
"Aguamenti!"
Regulus' body shook with hysterical laughter, his body falling to the ground from the force of it. His face was red as he tried to use his wand to revert the spell. Barty on the other hand was drenched from head to toe with water, his hair laid flat against his face and his robes dripped water on the carpeted floor while he gasped at the cold temperature of the water.
