𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒 [𝐑. 𝐋𝐮𝐩𝐢𝐧]

𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐔𝐃𝐀

Song:
Barracuda (Heart)
"You gonna burn, burn, burn, burn, burn to the wick"

"Is it necessary that we do this every morning?" Regulus complained, pulling the covers over his head. Callisto laid flat on him, letting out a long groan as Narcissa pulled the curtains open "Ew, get off me!"

"Be grateful, little Black!" Callisto teased. "Do you know how many men want me to crash them?"

"Not so happy to have the bed anymore?" Narcissa asked, smirking. Narcissa and Regulus had originally agreed to sleep on the bed alternatively, which had seemed like a good idea in the beginning since they had fought over the space, until Narcissa ended up getting kicked throughout the whole first evening from a sleeping Callisto.

"I feel like a punching bag."

Callisto blew a strand of blonde hair away from her face, "I don't kick that much."

"No, you almost broke my leg only four times." Regulus groaned, pushing her to the side. "Get your stupid hair off me, Claire. You shed like a cat."

"Maybe it's Narcissa's hair." Callisto argued. "She's blonde too."

"I don't shed."

"Yes, you do."

"I don't."

"You d-"

"You both do." Regulus interjected. "If I ever lose you in the crowd, I just have to follow the cat trail."

"We're not cats!" Both girls exclaimed angrily, glaring at Regulus. He just raised his hands defensively, the smug look on his face betraying that he didn't feel all that threatened.

"Pst pst kitty cats."

His eyes widened as Callisto reached for her wand at the nightstand next to him and he pushed her off the bed before he jumped on his feet and ran out of the room. Regulus could hear Callisto's loud footsteps, followed by a string of curse words that only Narcissa could come up with. He opened the door and ran out of the house, the cold breeze immediately waking him up. He hadn't noticed the woman at the opposite house, observing in curiosity as the young boy came out of the house, a feral Callisto following soon after behind him.

"BLACK!" Callisto screeched, wand in hand. The boy stopped in the middle of the street, raising his hands in true defense this time as he struggled to catch his breath.

"I surrender!" He stated, panting. "Lower the wand, Callie. You'll poke your eyes out."

"Bitch, I'll maim you!" The moment those words left Callisto's lips she seemed to notice Hope Lupin stifling her laughter, a jag of water in her hands as she watered the flowers. "Hello, Hope!"

"Hello, Callisto." The woman greeted, her smile only growing as the boy blushed red in embarrassment and waved shyly. "How are you?"

"Good, you?"