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like imagine, its post prank, sirius-angst, he's miserable, his friends arent talking to him, regulus doesnt know whats happening and is like -39% skilled at comforting ppl, so he's just petting his head like sirius is a toy cat and regulus is the toddler that was gifted him

anyway, in his misery, sirius claims that he's always been an awful person

and regulus, is like, 'wait are you supposed to let ppl talk or tell them theyre wrong, why isnt there a guide on how to comfort ppl' in his head

so sirius just keeps on rambling and rambling, and then he's like 'im also a shit brother'

and regulus is like 'shit now i have to say something' but before he can open his mouth, sirius is recounting the time he was super evil to regulus

sirius: you were like 6 and you were having a birthday party and we were in the black manor and everyone was there, and everything was so pretty, and they got you a really nice cake, and it was big and pretty and perfect, but (becuz im secretly evil) i got jealous at the attention that you were getting so i pushed it and it fell and they had to get a second store-bought one and i messed up your clothes and you had to change into the back up robes and i dont even know why i ruined it all, but i did

regulus, still awkwardly petting him: okay that's not how any of that happened

sirius: u dont have to spare my feelings

regulus: i dont think ive ever done that. but no seriou--that's not what happened. its true there was a big cake, made specifically for me, but it was pink and girly and i hated it, and i sat under one of the tables and cried, and you found me and next thing i knew you'd pushed the cake onto the floor

sirius: i dont remember that

regulus: and sure i wouldnt have cared now. but back then? i didnt have the words for it, i just knew i hated it when anyone called me that name or treated me like i was a girl, and wasnt like you. and i hated the robes too, disgustingly girly as they were. you got them so dirty, adn the guests were just about coming in, and uncle alphard swooped in before maman could do anything and said he'd take care of it, and i got to wear robes that matched yours and eat a cake that wasnt girly. and it was honestly a really good birthday, and it was because of you

sirius:

james : *as he hands regulus another shot* getting you drunk so you can admit you love me :)

regulus : … we’re married.

Drunk Sirius thinks he is a god, or something close to that.

Drunk Remus becomes confident and cocky, making fun of everyone.

Drunk James has 2 stages after few frinks James thinks he is the strongest man ever and offers to arm wrestle with everyone after more than few he becomes numb and kinda stupid.

regulus, squinting suspiciously: someones probably talking shit rn

*at the same time*

sirius: yeah up until regulus was like 7 he couldnt pronounce 'r' so he would talk like 'siwius can we play tomowwo?'

james: what does that have to do with you knowing how to lockpick with a muggle paper clip

Not only do i like to make plans, but i's also something i kind of have to do to picture the place and make it plausible and accurate - escpecially if i want to make a comic.

That plan fixes the mistakes i made for the lounge one i did last year. I still believe the lounge looks like this somewhat, but i picture it wider now, the room was too small. Making those plans i had to remember that a usual exy team can fit up to 30ish people in it, so common rooms had to be large, each locker room should be able to fit ~15 people and so forth.

It was as if all of Remus’ life-long misfortune was actually amounting to something.