"He hates her."
"No he doesn't, not really.
She just makes him feel things that he's claimed don't exist."
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When Slughorn puts Callisto McAdams and Regulus Black in his potions class together, he unknowingly functions as a match maker...
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"WELL YOU WERE CLEARLY WALKING INTO ME BLACK." Callisto says teasingly, still smiling up at him.
Shaking his head, Regulus looks down at her, his grin getting wider. "Whatever you say McAdams." He's shrugs, walking past her, seemingly trying to leave the empty common room.
"Where are you going?" Callisto blurts out, turning around before he can leave.
"Not that you would need to know but I'm going to the library." He looks back at her, still smiling.
"To do what?" She asks bluntly, regretting her question the second the words come out of her mouth.
Regulus does a funny face of confusion before he answers her. "To read books."
"It's Christmas break." Callisto raises her brows.
"And?"
"And? Why the hell are you studying the first day of our winter break?" She asks as if he's not a human being.
"I'm not studying McAdams. I'm reading a book. There's a difference between these two things." Black shakes his head, massaging the bridge of his nose.
"Yeah well, what are you reading then?" She miserably tries to keep their conversation going. Actually, Callisto isn't even sure if they've ever had a normal conversation that lasted this long before.
"As I already said, a book." Regulus turns around and starts to leave, ignoring the fact that they're in the middle of a conversation.
"I know that smart ass, I'm asking which book?" Callisto calls after him but he doesn't turn around a second time. She watches his back disappear behind the doors of their common room.
"Asshole." Callisto murmurs to herself as she turns around to get to her dormitory. But the stupid smile on her lips still won't leave her face. Only when she catches a look at herself in the mirror of her room, she stops abruptly.
"Stop smiling like that idiot." She points at herself, shaking her head. "A normal conversation means nothing. But hey, at least he wasn't ignoring me..right?"
Her reflection in the mirror looks back at her silently, blinking her eyes in confusion.
"What the fuck is wrong with me for talking to myself? I'm going manic." She falls back onto her bed, facing the ceiling.
