origami. . . REGULUS BLACK

six.

CHAPTER SIX
Goodbye For Now
February 7th, 1979

Mallory woke up to the sound of an owl quite literally harassing her window, she grunted before reaching for the bowl of treats on the furniture next to her. She opened the window and the black owl dropped the letter before diving her beak into Mallory's palm. As soon as she was done, she flew back and let Mallory go back to reading the note.

Wear black. See you at 5.
- R.A.B

Today was the day, then. Folding back the piece of paper, she threw it in the bin before walking out of the bedroom. Pen immediately meowed at her sight, and came to rub itself against her legs. An amazing smell of crepes filled her nose, and she frowned hurrying herself to the kitchen with her wand in hand.

"Who's there?" She shouted firmly, holding her hand tight.

Entering the kitchen, she stumbled upon Fabian cooking with a simple t-shirt on and Muggle jeans (that looked awfully nice on him). At her footsteps, he turned on his heels and frowned at her wand that was pointing right at him. After a few seconds, she released a breath and drew her wand away before putting it in her back pocket.

"Hey," he breathed out. "I should have announced myself, I'm sorry," he added with a tight smile.

Mallory and Fabian had left things quite blurry. Certainly, they were fond of each other and now Mallory couldn't be more oblivious about it. He just seemed like the right fit, and she actually wondered how she could have not seen him before?

Mallory smiled, "It's alright. I just didn't except you," she confessed, walking up to him as he turned back to his crepes. She circled his body with her arms then rested her head against his back. "How come you are here?"

He chuckled and she swore she felt it vibrating throughout his whole body, "Just missed you. Moody accepted that we spend some hours together," he told her. "Did you get a note yet?"

"Actually, yes," she said. "This morning. He will come fetch me at five. Do you reckon we could visit Mum and Dad? I need a proper dress," she sighed with frustration.

He hummed, "Nothing will make me happier than visiting Tony and Ellie," he told her softly and she smiled at the nicknames. Fabian was one of the few person that was allowed to call them by their nicknames. "We can go now if you'd like?"

"After the crepes," she whispered, reaching to press a soft kiss behind his neck. Mallory watched proudly as his hair rose up from his neck, and how his jaw clenched at the kiss.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you!" He exclaimed, once they were sat down. "We got a telly, which means we'll be able to communicate with it!"

"Aye, that's brilliant!"

...

"Are you ready?" Mallory asked, knocking on Fab's door and waited to hear an answer. "Fab, I'm walking in!" She notified him, pushing the door open and her eyes widened noticing he was shirtless. "Shite."

"Oh, sorry. I didn't hear you," he muttered, examining the few t-shirts he had laid down on his bed. "Which one?"

"Mmmh, the brown one. Compliments your freckles," she said softly, caressing his arm.

He smiled and said, "Now, you are going to make me blush."

"Please," she scoffed, waving her hand carelessly. "Alright, be ready in five. We can't be running late!"

"Can't we?" He frowned with a pout, taking a step closer and pressed his hands on her sides. Her breath caught in her throat as his hand ran up her spine, and settled behind her neck. "I really missed you, Mal."