BOUQUET OF TRAGEDIES. ❜⠀⠀❪ regulus black. ❫ -DISCONT.

EIGHT; ❝ HE WAS A FOOL ❞

CHAPTER EIGHT;
❝ HE WAS A FOOL ! ❞

⠀⠀⠀HAND IN HAND, Manon and Violet walked down the slopes of the Hogwarts' hills, to the village that was present there, Hogsmeade. Butterbeer being an all time Hogwarts' favorite, the couple entered The Three Broomsticks.

⠀⠀⠀Kate, Lucas, Charlotte and Jeremy (probably the guy Kate set Lottie up with) were all seated at a table with perfect view of the door. Lucas looked up when the door opened and his jaw fell slack.

⠀⠀⠀"What —⠀?" Charlotte started then stopped when she caught sight of the grinning girls standing at the doorway. The other two followed their line of vision and froze as well.

⠀⠀⠀Violet tittered. "It's like they turned into a photograph," she remarked, with amusement in her voice.

⠀⠀⠀Manon twinkled a smile, and kissed the side of her head. "Grab a seat with them, I'll bring us butterbeers."

⠀⠀⠀As soon as Violet reached the group table, she started getting grilled for answers. Manon chuckled and turned to the counter. Madam Rosmerta was already waiting for her with two of their favorite sweet drinks with a bright smile.

⠀⠀⠀"This one's on the house, darling. For cuteness."

⠀⠀⠀"Oh, thank you ma'am. Have a good day," Manon responded with a tip of her head and a small smile, then made her way to the table. And an outraged roar enveloped her upon arrival.

⠀⠀⠀"What the hell, Potter? Why are we learning of this now?" inquired Kate with a betrayed expression.

⠀⠀⠀"I feel betrayed," Lucas whined and proceeded to fake cry with Charlotte. Jeremy, who was a recent addition to their group, sighed deeply.

⠀⠀⠀"Are you guys going to give them space to answer or what?"

⠀⠀⠀"Thank you, Jeremy," Manon affirmed pointedly and continued, "First of all, this literally happened an hour ago so hold your horses. Second, now you may ask questions and please without bursting our eardrums, thank you."

⠀⠀⠀"Kissed?" Jeremy asked.

⠀⠀⠀"Twice," Manon replied with a wink in Violet's direction who suddenly found the ceiling very interesting.

⠀⠀⠀"Who made the first move?"

⠀⠀⠀"One shot. Guess."

⠀⠀⠀"You?" Lucas voiced, a little unsure.

⠀⠀⠀"Wrong."

⠀⠀⠀A second's pause and then ━

⠀⠀⠀"VIOLET?"

⠀⠀⠀THEY'D BEEN STROLLING around the village, hand in hand, laughing, smiling, having fun together. They bought each other small gifts, shared an ice cream together and then played with the village kids.

⠀⠀⠀They were being so cute and sweet, Regulus felt sick.

⠀⠀⠀What was he even thinking, anyways? That she'd lose all common sense and her Ravenclaw intellect and come running into his arms if he continued his seductive acts? Fall in love with him?

⠀⠀⠀He chuckled inwardly at that.

⠀⠀⠀Fall in love, with him? Not even the dumbest of all times would do so, even if they were paid richly for it.

⠀⠀⠀What a fool he was to hope for such a thing. Regulus wanted to give his heart a nice, hard kick. Maybe it'll get pushed out of his ribcage and fall into the ice cold waters in which he was trapped in. That way it'll die and his life will be a whole lot easier. He'll be emotionless and do what he was programmed to do, without any human error. Just numb and cold, and dead inside.

⠀⠀⠀Once again, the image of a knife cutting through his wrist fascinated him.