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Footnote (Jegulus's version)

Footnote (Jegulus's version)

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Wizarding World: The Marauders
He sighed as he looked up at James, even though he was drunk he was done with that joke, it was overused and not funny. Regulus shook his head at James as James burst out laughing. "No, stop with that." He said as he slapped James lightly on his cheek. James grinned at him. "But, I'm serious Jamie, I like you." "Oh, like friends?" James questioned. "No." Regulus pulled away from James. "Oh." Came the reply from James. Honestly, James hadn't expected that. Regulus was too drunk to care about what he said at that moment, but he knew he would regret it as soon as he woke up tomorrow. "Reg, I don't like you like that..." Oh Oh.
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Regulus is a bored, sullen vampire. James is in the wrong place at the wrong time. - "You were sick, and you were dying , so I looked for a solution. I found one. It came with a steep price." He studied their dead mother's doll-like stare, and traced the shape of her nose with a careful, precise fingertip. He moved with the fluidity of water. "We're both vampires. We'll both be vampires until our true deaths, whenever they come. We have to drink human blood, or the thirst comes. It can't kill us, the thirst, but it can make us suffer." "What can kill us?" Regulus asked, watching Sirius take a lock of their mother's black hair in his hand very gently, tie it in a little knot, then rip it from her scalp in one brutal movement. He tucked her hair in his pocket. "Sunlight." Cover Art Credit: Romantic Encounter by Mihály von Zichy

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