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[the_noble_black]

I'm not- surprised or anything.

[His voice is soft, yet angry.]

But you Gryffindors have to be the most useless of the lot. Can't even band together when there's an emergency. No, you've got to split up and die separate, like a bloody herd of sheep. 's good that there's one less of you, really.

[A long pause, and he slowly gets over himself.

And because he can't filter messages and generally sucks at everything that doesn't involve spellcraft...]

Vi- I found a better table than the one we're using. A couple candles too, for light. Want to meet me in a bit?

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[offline] good call

[effyourcupcake.livejournal.com]

I know the feeling, yeah. I was friends with Rei, but even she's a little older.

[offline]

[the-noble-black.livejournal.com]

That whole crowd acts twice their age.

[Regulus is older than Rei, sob.]

It's hard to be a teenager here.

[offline]

[effyourcupcake.livejournal.com]

And not a hyper-powered one.

I mean, you've got magic, even if you can't get at it right now.

[offline]

[the-noble-black.livejournal.com]

Sometimes, when I get really mad, uncontrollable stuff happens.

[He grins at her.]

It mostly happens to kids before they get their first wand. Like- pent up magical energy, you know? But now that I can't perform any spells or anything, the magic will have to find another way out.

[offline]

[effyourcupcake.livejournal.com]

...that sounds ridiculously cool. Oh my god, I hope I'm there.

[offline]

[the-noble-black.livejournal.com]

[Regulus actually laughs. It sounds- kind of nice.]

Well, just hope I don't do anything bad. When I was seven, I banished one of the table legs because I didn't want to eat my vegetables. Took dad hours to figure out the counterspell.

[offline]

[effyourcupcake.livejournal.com]

We can get a new table.

[offline]

[the-noble-black.livejournal.com]

True.

[He likes his table though.]

I'm learning all sorts of ways muggles cope without magic here. Don't tell anyone, but it's kind of fascinating. I've never used matches before.

[offline]

[effyourcupcake.livejournal.com]

And don't turn into a pyro.

[offline]

[the-noble-black.livejournal.com]

Of course not. I burn myself too much.

[Holding up his hand to show the little white marks on his fingers, where he'd failed miserably with the matches.]

[offline]

[effyourcupcake.livejournal.com]

...oh hey, unrelated note, we might be getting a cat.

[offline]

[the-noble-black.livejournal.com]

...why?

[...lol what.]

[offline]

[effyourcupcake.livejournal.com]

Because they're amazing.

[offline]

[the-noble-black.livejournal.com]

They're alright.

[He frowns.]

Let's get an owl instead. They're much better and they carry your mail for you.

[offline]

[effyourcupcake.livejournal.com]

Too late.

[offline]

[the-noble-black.livejournal.com]

Where is it?

[offline]

[effyourcupcake.livejournal.com]

Temple.

So, you guys use owls to deliver mail?

[offline]

[the-noble-black.livejournal.com]

Yeah. I had a nice one, actually.

[offline]

[effyourcupcake.livejournal.com]

Tell me about it?

Light another cigarette, let's share it so they last.

[offline]

[the-noble-black.livejournal.com]

Yeah.

[He fumbles to get out another cigarette, sitting back on the table, closer to her.]

She was a barred owl. Very pretty, you know? Lasted me through my entire school years- got her when she was just a baby when I started school.

[offline]

[effyourcupcake.livejournal.com]

At eighteen you'd be graduated, right?

One of the only good things about being dead is never having to face highschool again.

[offline]

[the-noble-black.livejournal.com]

Yeah. Died the Fall after I graduated.

[He shrugs and tries to light the cigarette, burning his fingers a bit and cursing before managing to get it properly lit.]

Which sucks, because after all that, I only got a few months of freedom.

[offline]

[effyourcupcake.livejournal.com]

A couple of weeks before I left, I got into this huge fight at school.

Believe it or not, I have never been one of the popular crowd.

[offline]

[the-noble-black.livejournal.com]

They're overrated.

[Taking a small drag, before offering her the cigarette.]

My brother was one of them, the git.

[offline]

[effyourcupcake.livejournal.com]

Potentially don't tell him this story, in that case.

[She takes it from him, then steals a big drag and blows a smoke ring.]