The Pureblood Princess | Sirius Black

|10| That Moody Blonde Girl

The night of Regulus's sorting into Slytherin House was a sad one for Adelaide.

Regulus had followed in the footsteps of his blood status obsessed parents and he was upset with her. Adelaide had lied to him and hurt him. She felt horrible. Horrible because she couldn't tell him the truth and because, regardless of the truth, she should have found a way to write him. Her parents absolutely adored Regulus—it took next to no convincing to get him the Fwooper— and if they were going to let her owl anyone it would have been him. But she was a coward and didn't even suggest it.

She lumbered up the stairs to the girls dorm after the feast with her head down, trying to contain the swirling emotions brewing within her.

"What's wrong with you?" Marlene asked bluntly as she entered the room.

"Oh..." She was surprised by someone addressing her so directly. "Uh..."

"You're sad about Sirius's brother going to Slytherin, aren't you?" Mary said softly. Adelaide looked up to see Mary McDonald's face full of sympathy, but didn't answer as she walked towards her bed. It looked so bare and bleak without any of her little homey nicknacks and pictures set out from her trunk yet... not that there were that many to begin with...

"What's wrong with Slytherin?" Lily asked defensively.

"Nothing," Adelaide sighed as she flopped onto her fluffy bed. She didn't even change out of her day clothes before falling asleep awkwardly on top of her duvet.

*

The next morning, Adelaide awoke early and uncomfortably, realizing she had slept in her clothes. She dragged her body out of bed and into the bathroom to change into fresh set of robes and to try to make herself look presentable.

While she brushed through her long tangled hair, she made it her mission to try to apologize to Regulus. While she couldn't tell the whole truth, she could hopefully convey the immense amount of remorse she possessed. She went down to breakfast with the boys, set down her bag in her usual spot next to Sirius, but then set off for the Slytherin Table.

"Where's Ads going?" Peter asked, scratching his head as he watched the mass of platinum blonde hair walk away.

Adelaide spotted the young black haired boy whom she was looking for. He was sitting quietly with a couple of other first years Adelaide didn't know.

She cleared her throat. "Um... Reggie? Can I uh—talk to you for a moment?"

The boy turned around with a cold look in his eyes she had never seen directed at her before. "Why?" he asked with the signature languid pureblood drawl.

"I wanted to apologize," she said more confidently than she felt. "Can we—do you mind if we talk somewhere else?"

"Very well, Adelaide," he said in a bored tone as he rose form his seat. He sounded so eerily like his father, Orion Black, that it momentarily left Adelaide in shock.

However, she quickly composed herself and the two made their way out of the great hall, unaware of the looks they were receiving from other students.

Once in the hall, Regulus stood with his arms folded over his chest, looking bored once again.

"Reggie, I need you to know how sorry I am. I know—I know I messed up. I should have written you..." Adelaide said sincerely. "I'm just so sorry..."

"It's fine," he said cooly.

It didn't sound fine.

"No, it's not. You're my friend and I should have taken your feelings into account," she said firmly. "Please forgive me, Reggie. I know Sirius and I are best friends and all, but I kinda consider you one of my best friends too," she said in small voice.