Re: Rock outcropping overlooking the lake

[Remus Lupin]

[OMR YAY!! *is excited for a star*

UM...I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT THE HUDSON AMTRAK LINE IS *is dumb, don't make fun of me* BUT I'LL MOST LIKELY BE HOME SINCE I'M PROBABLY TAKING A YEAR OFF FROM SCHOOL. I LIVE IN MECHANICSBURG WHICH IS 30 OR SO MINUTES FROM HARRISBURG, PA. *flails*]

[Draco Malfoy]

[OKAY LEMME GO GOOGLE!]

[Draco Malfoy]

[HOLY SHIZZLE THE TRAINS TAKE FOREVER! WOAH!!!!!!]

[Molly Prewett]

[I think I'll go see them by myself for the first time, just so I don't drive anyone insane with my sobbing and squealing the whole way through...]

[Draco Malfoy]

[I went with a girl I barely knew to HBP.... I actually have had zero contact with her since... she hasn't returned a single text or email...]

[Remus Lupin]

[that's what I would do Herms, except I'm to afraid to just go by myself. *flails* But there's no way I'm going to see this movie unless it's with someone who is as obsessed as I am and won't be freaked out by my sobbing. Preferably someone who's most likely going to be sobbing with me. that'd be good. haha]

[Guest]

Sirius walks down to the lake and sits on the grass, strumming his guitar and trying to clear his head of horrible horrible horrible absolutely positively horrendous thoughts. This was impossible. Impossible. There was no possible way this could have logically happened, at least not with Sirius. He knew he’d done the charm, and right. The only logical explanation was that Dee was a stupid slut and was pinning this on him when it was clearly some other guy’s kid. He frowned and continued playing some mournful tune, realizing that he hadn’t really spoken to anyone at all since Dee had told him. In fact, he was starting to think he might have gone mute because Sirius Black really just doesn’t shut up because he always has something obnoxious to say.

[Guest]

Regulus wanders down to the lake, thoroughly upset about running out on Viktor like that. He probably hates me, hates me, hates me. How could I be so stupid? He stops dead in his tracks when he sees who it is sitting up ahead, and clenches his fists. Sirius. That stupid, insolent, irresponsible absolute jackass. He stood there in silence a moment, trying to collect his thoughts and decide what the hell he wanted to do and say, and just how stupid would it be to punch him too. He really never did win any fights against him. But it might just be worth it to sock him in the face for what he’d done. How could he?! He gulps and tosses his bag onto the ground, and walks up to him, ready to slap a bitch, or much worse, honestly. “How- how could you, Sirius?!” he exclaims, already finding himself choking up. God, he was such a stupid baby sometime, how the hell could Reg be nearly in tears at a time like this? Goddammit.

[Guest]

Sirius snaps his head up and turns around at the sound of his brother’s voice and glowers at him, wondering what the hell he’s on about this time. “What the fuck do you want, Regulus?” he growls, irritably placing his guitar on the grass gently.

[Guest]

Regulus stared at him in disgust. “What do I want? I WANT TO KNOW WHY THE HELL YOU WERE OFF SCREWING MY EX GIRLFRIEND! I WANT TO KNOW WHAT THE FUCK YOU WERE THINKING WHEN YOU GOT HER KNOCKED UP! AND I WANT TO KNOW WHAT THE HELL YOU SAID TO HER WHEN SHE TOLD YOU BECAUSE I KNOW THE ASSHOLE YOU ARE AND IT WAS PROBABLY HORRIBLE!” he yelled, holding himself back from kicking Sirius in the gut.

[Guest]

Sirius’ jaw dropped, wondering when the world got so fucked up, for reals. Dee was Reg’s girlfriend? Well, damn. Ha. That’s actually almost kind of funny. He gets to his feet, towering over Reg because as we all know Reg is really short and Sirius is in fact rather tall and well built. “I don’t see how any of this is any of your fucking business. So why don’t you shut the hell up and run off to your faggot boyfriend, alright, and STAY OUT OF MY WAY!” Eowyn just killed herself for using that word, just letting the world know. Eowyn is dead and hates herself.

[Ginny Weasley]

[Aww, it's okay Eowyn. It's horrible, but don't dwell on it. Just want to say though, this whole fight is amusing me immensely.]

[Guest]

[AND I HOPE YOU KNOW HOW AWKWARD IT IS WRITING IT]

Eowyn is still mentally kicking herself for it.

Regulus no longer hesitates and makes the stupid mistake of hitting his brother in the face, something that really has never ended well for him. He hears the sickening crack as his fist makes contact with Sirius' nose, and is vaguely aware of the blood dripping from his knuckles and between his fingers. "Don't. Call. Me. That. Ever. Again," he says slowly through gritted teeth, taking a step back while Sirius is still in shock. "And it damn well is my business, because I fucking care about her, unlike you, obviously," he hisses, holding up his arms to block the expectant blows.

[Daphne Greengrass]

[*is creeping and clapping*

And Eowyn, I agree with Dom. It's dreadful, but dwelling on it won't feel much better.]

[Ginny Weasley]

[*waves flag* GO REG!]

[Guest]

The rage in Sirius eyes is rather terrifying as he clutches his face, the blood gushing past his hand. and dripping onto his shirt. "That... was a mistake," he muttered quietly to himself, forgetting about the pain from his nose in his anger. He stares at Regulus like he's the lowest form of vermin on the planet. "You? You care? Shit, you couldn't care less about people. You have never cared about people, unless they were of pure blood and more powerful than you, and benefited you in some way. You don't give a shit about people, so save the crap for someone who'll believe it," he snaps, then wonders why he hasn't already killed Regulus. In a swift movement, he swings his leg up and kicks Regulus hard in the chest, sending him crashing to the ground, hitting his head against a rock hard.

[Katie Bell]

"You? You care? Shit, you couldn't care less about people. You have never cared about people, unless they were of pure blood and more powerful than you, and benefited you in some way. You don't give a shit about people, so save the crap for someone who'll believe it," he snaps,.

[Pfft. YOU CAN TALK MISTER MEANIE PANTS]

[Guest]

[Eowyn doesn't like Regulus right now, no she does not, so she's taking out her temper on him via Sirius.]

A splitting pain sears through Regulus as his vision starts to fade. He feels something warm trickling down the side of his face and somewhere inside he realizes it's his own blood. He groans and tries to sit up, to open his eyes, but then he realizes his eyes are open and he just can't really see anymore. His eyelids flutter shut as he moans in pain, unable to do much other than lie there.

[Guest]

Sirius, however, isn't done. He's been so full of hatred for Regulus for far too long, and seeing him on the ground... well, it felt damn good. Kind of like the way it felt when he'd nearly killed Snape that one time. Er, two times. Or was it three? Whatever. He steps over to Regulus' body and kicks him hard in the side, and then proceeds to stomp on his face Malfoy-In-Book-Six-Style. He spits on Regulus and then grabs his guitar from the grass and walks away, beyond furious.

And now would be a great time for someone who cares to find him.
Yeah, it would.
So he doesn't die and whatnot.

[Angela Braddock]

And now would be a great time for someone who cares to find him.

[are there any of those left? lol]

[Guest]

[Stfu you ho. Viktor cares. And probably Faye. Maybe.]

[Angela Braddock]

[oh now see, i was talking about sirius. not reg. lol]

[Guest]

[who cares about Sirius? he's fine, the one dying over here is Reg. NOW SOMEBODY FIND REGULUS DAMMIT.]

[Katie Bell]

Katie, still furious at Sirius stopped suddenly at the sight of someone on the floor. It was hard to say who it was, they were covering in blood. The anger she had seeped away, "Oh Merlin!" She rushed over to help. It looked like Sirius! Kneeling down she caught sight of the green robe. Slytherin. That must mean Sirius' brother. On closer inspection she could see the blood was coming from his head mostly. He needed help. fast. She gently as possible put an arm behind his neck lifting his head off the floor and took off her robe. She screwed it into a tight ball and applied light pressure to the bleeding in the black of his head, "Can you hear me?!" She asked in a broken voice.

[Guest]

Regulus groans and does not move because I really don't think anyone with that serious a head injury can move.

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