The Chronicles of Four Side Characters

Dueling club

         

"Dueling club." Reginald read off the flyer in his common room. "Led by Lockheart." Marina perked up.

"The defense against the dark arts teacher?" she asked.

"Oh, I heard that tone, don't you dare." Reginald glared.

"What?" Marina said.

"Don't you go all gaga over him too." He hissed at her.

"How am I not supposed to? He is very attractive."

"He's greasy."

"You're just jealous."

"Please, the only thing I'm jealous of is the fact that he doesn't have to take History of Magic."

"So, you are jealous."

"What? No!" Reg yelped.

"What's with all the yelling?" A voice broke in. Marina turned to see Morgan O'Mooney with his feet kicked up on the table and leaning his chair farther back then deemed safe.

Unless you looked closely, you wouldn't be able to tell that Morgan and Snowbell were siblings. Where Snowbell was a bit on the rounder side with curly reddish-brown hair, Morgan was lanky and tall with shaggy black hair. The only thing they have in common was their pale skin, crooked smile, and blue-green eyes. The had similar personalities too, though Morgan was a lot more docile than she was.

"Who are you?" Reginald asked.

"Morgan," He started.

"Gee that he-"

"O'Mooney." Morgan finished, and Reg shut up.

"O'Mooney...as in Snowbell O'Mooney?" Reginald asked with a pale face.

"You know my sister?" Morgan asked not really interested.

"Morgan!" a fellow Ravenclaw shouted from the door of the common room, "Someone is here for you!"

"Ah, it must be Sasha..." Morgan mumbled and sat up. "Tell Alexander I'll be there in a sec!" he shouted back to the person. Morgan packed up his bag and left the two first years without a word.

"Oh god, they're multiplying," Reginald whispered to himself.

"You can ask Bell about her brother when we go to lunch, come on." Marina pulled Reginald out of the common room.

-.-.-

"You have a brother?" Reginald immediately asked Snowbell as soon as they sat with her at the Gryffindor table.

"You didn't know that?" Bell said around a mouthful of mac and cheese.

"Aren't you lactose intolerant?" Marina asked.

"Yes, I am." Bell took another bite, "But the real matter is, how did you not know that I had a brother? I'm 100% sure that I have mentioned it."

"Your brother is an asshole." Reginald flat out said.

"Not as much as you." Bell retorted.

"Point. Also, who is Sasha?" Reg asked.

"You don't have the right to call him Sasha. Only Morgan and I do." Bell said. "You have to call him Alexander." Bell took another bit. "Sasha Belcher is a close family friend and my brother's best friend. I have a picture if you want to see it." Bell rummaged through her bag and produced a picture. It depicted three people on brooms. Two were obviously Bell and Morgan, who were both excitedly waving at the camera. The other was a boy with longer jet-black hair and a matching set of black eyes. He had what seemed to be a permeant smirk on his face. "That's Sasha," Bell said pointing to the boy. "He is a fifth year Slytherin."