philophobia-the fear of falling in love
or becoming emotionally connected
to someone...
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This is a story you've heard before, passed down through generations, about a young girl and a young boy who utterly despise each other.
Then, somehow, t...
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iii||Regulus Black + champagne
Maria stares up at the boy for a few seconds before they begin dancing again, his grey eyes boring into her chocolate ones.
"Hi."
"Hi."
Regulus rolls his eyes and places his hands in her waist, hers on his shoulders. "What are you doing here?" Regulus asks her and she rolls her eyes for at least the fifth time tonight.
"What does it look like I'm doing here?" Maria asks in annoyance and Regulus scoffs as they spin around on the dance floor. "Can you not have a civilised conversation?" Regulus asks through gritted teeth.
"Not with you." Maria states making him tighten his grip on her waist. "Do you have to be so unpleasant?" He questions and she scoffs.
"And you're not?" Maria says, "you've been dragged here as well? It's pretty shit."
"Fuck off."
Maria huffs in boredom and locks eyes with her brother who raises an inquisitive eyebrow, nodding to the raven haired boy she's currently twirling around the polished wooden floors on and his sister merely shrugs. Regulus seems to tense as his eyes lock on someone and Maria furrow her eyebrows as the boy swallows thickly.
"How. . .how is my brother?" Regulus says quietly and Maria's eyes widen slightly as she realises who he was looking at. "He's all right." Maria says as he spins her under his arm before catching her in his other, knocking the breath out of her as she looks into his grey eyes.
"He happy?" Regulus inquires and Maria sighs as he lifts her upright again. "As happy as he can be." Maria says and Regulus frowns the slightest, "well I mean, I think he misses you."
To this statement, Regulus chuckles humourlessly and Maria's eyebrow raises.
"What?"
"He does not miss me."
"Well I don't believe that." Maria says, "you're his brother." "Yeah well, that doesn't mean he likes me." Regulus states as the violins begin to die out.
"I know of it where me who left James, I'd miss him every day." Maria says before stepping back and curtsying slightly.
Regulus' eyes follow her as she begins to stroll away and he sighs, running his hand over his face. "Regulus!" Regulus almost rolls his eyes as the Slytherin girl shouts him.
