SIRIUS & REGULUS (love triangle plot w/OC)
From the noble house of black.
✯ to fall from grace ✯
PHRASE
If someone falls from grace, they suddenly stop being successful or popular.
(in Christian belief) descend from a state of divine favour into si...
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THE PARKINSON PRAISE, ———
Ramona held back after class. Grabbing the Professor and closing the hatch door behind us.
We all glanced around.
"Well..."Regulus looked at me awkwardly. "I can't tutor you this week."
"I heard. Detention?" I asked, though rhetorically because I already knew the answer.
He nodded.
"No worries." I shrugged. Not feeling overly fussed and still a bit disoriented from the vibes and incense of the divination class.
"We'll resume after Christmas." He stated.
After Christmas?
I think the confusion must have been laced all over my face.
"We only have two weeks. I don't fancy adding extra work to my last week of school." He said matter-of-factly.
I mean he had a fair point. One I hadn't considered and actually liked the sound of, I just didn't like how he decided it for both of us without a discussion.
Before I could attempt to understand whether he was giving me or himself a break, he turned his back and left. Almost tripping over a cobbled stone as he entered another part of the castle.
"He's been so strange today." I said aloud to the two Ravenclaws still by my side.
"We're all entitled our off days." Vinny said with an understanding.
Though I didn't understand. I couldn't.
In the six years of casually encountering and experiencing Regulus black, in the six years of being in very similar classes and living amongst one another in the same house,
He had never had an off day.
Not that I had noticed, anyway. Not as evident as he was today, getting detention for the first time. Turning up with no shoes. Scribbling notes on his hand and not on parchment that dared not to even crease. Tripping over the same flooring he's walked upon for years.
He had his shit together, annoyingly, always.
Something wasn't right.
I just didn't know where I stood to be able to ask him if he's got something going on.
Perhaps Dorcas, could.
My eyes physically rolled and I had to explain to the girls it was nothing and move onto the next lesson.
***
The common room was surprisingly full this evening.
All extra cuticular activities cancelled due to a snow storm approaching.
Though this usually didn't affect the after school activities that were held inside the castle, the teachers were enforcing protection around the castle tonight to ensure we didn't get snowed in.
