Post by Mistress Whiskers on Oct 18, 2007 1:50:39 GMT -6
Title: Kitchen confessions
Author: Sake1_1
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I own nothing! I’m using this for my personal amusement and suing me would be useless because the only thing of value would be my old school tigger doll.
Summery: a drabble about Regulus and Sirius that I thought of while RPGing with my friend Christina. My muse wouldn’t let me sleep with out finishing it.
Sirius stumbled into the kitchen at Hogwarts feeling very, very drunk. The house elves were running about making a fuss over someone so he sat down next to them not even looking up to see who they were.
“Something for you?” One of the elves’s asked.
“Butterbeer.” Sirius said simply. “And some cake.”
“Yes, sir.” The elf bowed low and ran off to get Sirius’ things.
“Not really a healthy meal, you know.” The other boy said.
“Fuck off.” Sirius said taking the Butterbeer and chugging down some.
“So this is what happens when little boys run away from home? They get drunk and eat cake?” The boy asked.
“What do you know of my life, huh?” Sirius looked over at the boy and noticed the same grey eyes staring back at him. “Regulus?”
“Hey there, Siri how’s life?” Regulus smiled at his older brother.
“What are you doing here?” Sirius asked.
“Warm milk, helps me sleep.” Regulus held up the glass for Sirius to see. “How about you, huh, getting the hair of the dog that bit you?”
“Something like that.” Sirius smiled at his brother. “How’s Slyitherin working for you? I’m sorry I haven’t really talked to you since I left home. I meant to owl-”
“I understand. Mum said you’re a blood trader or a muggle lover, something along those lines but with more screaming and cursing. She burned your name off the curtain, you know?” Regulus shrugged his shoulders. “It’s kind of empty without you.”
“…Look, Reg, this is hard as hell for me to explain-”
“You don’t have to explain anything to me.” Regulus said waving his hand.
“No, I want to be honest with you. In this particular case mum is right. I’ve been…going against everything the family holds dear since basically my first day here. But our family isn’t really doing the right thing. Mum and Dad have joined the dark lord.” Sirius ran a hand threw his hair.
“I know.” Regulus reached across the table and took a swing of Sirius’ Butterbeer.
“Oh, yeah? Who told you?” Sirius asked glaring at his brother.
“What do you think I am? Stupid?” Regulus coughed a little bit. “I could hear you and mum fighting from upstairs. It sure wasn’t about your grades.”
“I didn’t want you to know about that,” Sirius sighed looking down at his plate with the untouched cake on it.
Regulus scoffed. “I remember this one time; I must have been six or seven. I was digging in Dad’s robes for a candy bar and I found this big white mask just sitting in there covered in blood.”
“You knew about Dad?” Sirius asked laughing slightly.
“Hell yeah, I knew about dad and all the relatives. I just thought it was understood.” Regulus laughed a little.
“I didn’t.” Sirius said quietly.
“What?” Regulus looked at him.
“I didn’t understand. I didn’t know until they asked me to join.” Sirius sighed looking up at the ceiling.
“You serious?” Regulus asked.
“Hell, I should have just asked you. You were only eight when it happened.” Sirius laughed full heartily.
“It’s not too late!” Regulus leaned back in his chair spreading his arms out. “Wanna ask me about anything else? Sex? Drugs?” Regulus pulled out what Sirius knew to be a muggle drug Prongs liked, Mary Jane or something.
Sirius leaned forward and grabbed the drug out of Regulus’ hand and pointed it at him glaring. “Have you been having sex?!”
The two stared at each other a moment before they both cracked up laughing so loud that the house elves actually got distracted.
Author: Sake1_1
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I own nothing! I’m using this for my personal amusement and suing me would be useless because the only thing of value would be my old school tigger doll.
Summery: a drabble about Regulus and Sirius that I thought of while RPGing with my friend Christina. My muse wouldn’t let me sleep with out finishing it.
Sirius stumbled into the kitchen at Hogwarts feeling very, very drunk. The house elves were running about making a fuss over someone so he sat down next to them not even looking up to see who they were.
“Something for you?” One of the elves’s asked.
“Butterbeer.” Sirius said simply. “And some cake.”
“Yes, sir.” The elf bowed low and ran off to get Sirius’ things.
“Not really a healthy meal, you know.” The other boy said.
“Fuck off.” Sirius said taking the Butterbeer and chugging down some.
“So this is what happens when little boys run away from home? They get drunk and eat cake?” The boy asked.
“What do you know of my life, huh?” Sirius looked over at the boy and noticed the same grey eyes staring back at him. “Regulus?”
“Hey there, Siri how’s life?” Regulus smiled at his older brother.
“What are you doing here?” Sirius asked.
“Warm milk, helps me sleep.” Regulus held up the glass for Sirius to see. “How about you, huh, getting the hair of the dog that bit you?”
“Something like that.” Sirius smiled at his brother. “How’s Slyitherin working for you? I’m sorry I haven’t really talked to you since I left home. I meant to owl-”
“I understand. Mum said you’re a blood trader or a muggle lover, something along those lines but with more screaming and cursing. She burned your name off the curtain, you know?” Regulus shrugged his shoulders. “It’s kind of empty without you.”
“…Look, Reg, this is hard as hell for me to explain-”
“You don’t have to explain anything to me.” Regulus said waving his hand.
“No, I want to be honest with you. In this particular case mum is right. I’ve been…going against everything the family holds dear since basically my first day here. But our family isn’t really doing the right thing. Mum and Dad have joined the dark lord.” Sirius ran a hand threw his hair.
“I know.” Regulus reached across the table and took a swing of Sirius’ Butterbeer.
“Oh, yeah? Who told you?” Sirius asked glaring at his brother.
“What do you think I am? Stupid?” Regulus coughed a little bit. “I could hear you and mum fighting from upstairs. It sure wasn’t about your grades.”
“I didn’t want you to know about that,” Sirius sighed looking down at his plate with the untouched cake on it.
Regulus scoffed. “I remember this one time; I must have been six or seven. I was digging in Dad’s robes for a candy bar and I found this big white mask just sitting in there covered in blood.”
“You knew about Dad?” Sirius asked laughing slightly.
“Hell yeah, I knew about dad and all the relatives. I just thought it was understood.” Regulus laughed a little.
“I didn’t.” Sirius said quietly.
“What?” Regulus looked at him.
“I didn’t understand. I didn’t know until they asked me to join.” Sirius sighed looking up at the ceiling.
“You serious?” Regulus asked.
“Hell, I should have just asked you. You were only eight when it happened.” Sirius laughed full heartily.
“It’s not too late!” Regulus leaned back in his chair spreading his arms out. “Wanna ask me about anything else? Sex? Drugs?” Regulus pulled out what Sirius knew to be a muggle drug Prongs liked, Mary Jane or something.
Sirius leaned forward and grabbed the drug out of Regulus’ hand and pointed it at him glaring. “Have you been having sex?!”
The two stared at each other a moment before they both cracked up laughing so loud that the house elves actually got distracted.