The Common Room was nearly empty, most Slytherins weren't sociable at the best of times and the terrible quidditch match of the previous week had run all of their tempers to breaking point. Regulus was, however, preoccupied with the task Remus had asked him to attempt. While he lacked the training in Legilimency to analyze Yaxley's thoughts or even ( Read more... )

Regulus paced nervously around the classroom, his feet disturbing a thin layer of dust. He hadn't been the only person there recently, that was clear, but he was fairly sure that nobody but Noreen would interrupt his vigil ( Read more... )

The cushion was soft, comfortable, precisely what Black needed after a long day. What with the Quidditch try-outs and his classes, he had strained without a reprieve since the early morning, though there had been no major confrontation with Snape or Devitt ( Read more... )

Once again, I feel compelled to write in this most apt journal.

My family is powerful, respected and arrogant. However, we seldom have peace within the family. In particular, my brother Sirius causes a lot of tension through his independent and divergent views.

This aside, I was wondering how other families work. Does anybody have input on this

Regulus sat hunched over several feet of parchment, scanning his handiwork carefully. The scroll had been unrolled tenderly, one end affixed by a rather large reference text for Ancient Runes, the other reaching down to lightly rest upon Black's knees ( Read more... )

On the surface, Regulus was calm and collected, present but not overbearing. His hands were steady, his eyes were direct, and his stance was neutral ( Read more... )

.The night was drawing itself up into a bundle of dense darkness, preparing to spring out into a new day outside the castle. It was roughly an hour before dawn and one Slytherin boy remained awake, staring up with reddened and tired eyes ( Read more... )

Regulus stood next to a suit of armour in the corridor of the fourth floor. Having been unable to choose a suitable place to meet with Carrie, he had decided to let her decide where to go when they met up ( Read more... )

Regulus strode quickly past the doors into the castle, the bulge of a book apparent for a moment under his arm. He walked for a distance around the perimeter of the lake, his feet making imprints upon the slightly earth. A moderate wind cast his hair to one side as he knelt carefully under a sapling. He eased himself into a sitting position, facing ( Read more... )

Regulus lounged comfortably in his chair, keeping one eye carefully on the entrance to the library. Every now and then a shadow neared the doorway from the corridor and his hand reached deep into his robes, but the two people for which he sat in wait did not appear ( Read more... )