~ Regulus is sitting at a table in the library trying to study. Trying being the operative word here because the library is absolutely freezing today and so Regulus has bundled up in gloves. Regardless of whether or not one can speak from personal experience, we all know that turning the pages of books is a near impossible task with gloved hands.
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~ Regulus fidgets nervously about outside Cassie's dormitory door. He actually finds himself biting his fingernail before looking at his hand is surprise and just knocking - getting to over with before he can change his mind~
*dismounts after a long, exhausting practice and drags his feet over to the stands where he flops rather unceremoniously for a Black onto the nearest bench and closes his eyes, broom still in hand*
Alright. Everyone listen up but please don't look at me. Whoever thought it would be amusing to do this! *gesticulates to hair which is BRIGHT BRIGHT ORANGE* You thought wrong. So very wrong. This is so far from amusing I - I hardly know what to say.
~ Regulus trudges through the snow that still covers the Hogwarts grounds all the way to greenhouse three. Amelia has very kindly agreed to help him out with Herbology but, as his feet start feeling wet from the snow and he's sure his nose is turning pink, he finds himself wishing they could have met in the library
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~ Regulus appears outside the Bones household with a tall, well dressed man of his father's acquaintance who agreed to side-along apparate him to Amelia's since he was leaving the Black house anyway even after Regulus politely declined several times as being side-alonged always makes him feel like a child
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