Starry Sky

“ Oh Godic, you’ve gone and did it. Now I will had that image in my head for the rest of the day.” She shuddered for a moment shaking her head. “ Oh that question keeps me up at night. Men are the worse, and yet I’m still attracted to them, but I can let you know it isn’t that awesome on the other side. I’ve had woman send me some NSFW things unprompted.” In Lucinda’s opinion men and women were trash, not all, but still too many for her taste. “ I suppose that is true, I’ll owl you a bill as well,” she laughed. “ That’s all you like to do? Breaking curses are fun, it is a job as well, you have to have a hobby?” 

“ And I am more than willing to test just how stubborn you are, Stella.” Regulus chuckled. “ Please do call me out on it. I am working on myself and trying to be better.” Especially when he was now with Violet. He would hate to offend her with a joke. “ I do actually like the ball, is that bad?” He did have some pureblood friends that he liked even if they were just as bad as their families they had been there with him since he was a child. “ I would like to think I have some Puff in me, if I wasn’t a Slytherin I would have liked to be a Puff.” He was supposed to be one, but he begged for Slytherin, he couldn’t be like Sirius and disappoint his family. “ My fun is staying in my flat by myself.”

“You are not going to be have fun with that.” she told him. “I always will.” she told him knowing he could take it she just hoped he didn’t get overly sensitive like he had just moments ago. “You can like spending time with people and not have it in a bigotted event. The only reason that exists is to shit on halfbloods and muggleborns.” she said simply. “I could see that. You release such hufflepuff energy some days it’s exhausting like being back in my old common room.” she teased. “And there’s nothing wrong with that.”

“ Well that sounds more like him, sexting in letters. That must been the life,” she said sarcastically. If she got a letter like that she would burn it, or forward it to someone else. “ Right? How does that, it’s disgusting. Men are pigs, but I suppose your mother liked it.” She did keep them after all. “ I will make sure to send you a copy when it comes out.” Lucinda laughed. “ I assume so, though I have a way to turn everyone’s negative comment into a positive, a lot of alcohol and knowing I like myself well enough. Tell me Stella, what do you like to do?”

“At least there were no pictures.” she said shaking her head. “I don’t know what’s wrong with her or what it says about me that I could see that know men are like that and still be attracted to them. Oh if only I were gay.” she said. “No. The name. I just told you I’m supporting you. How do I do that if you just send me the book.” she said grining. “Then it’s just part of my aesthetic.” She thought a moment when asked that. She hadn’t really been asked that ever. “I like to break curses I suppose.” she said simply.

“ Is that a challenge? I will make it my mission for the new year. Change your mind,” he said happy about having a challenge. ‘ I know, I am a work in process, trying to erase the programing my mother so happily gave me,” he said with an eye roll. “ It was a joke, I know see it was in bad taste. I would be honored to have a muggleborn on my arm, just I rather no one gets hurt because I decide to poke the bear that is my mother.” Stelle was lucky, she wasn’t forced into a side, as Regulus say it the only ones forced were pureblood, either you were good and wanted change or bad and was forcing the oppression. “ I hope as much of us as possible will survive.” Regulus had people on both side he didn’t want to lose, but he knew he probably wouldn’t be that lucky. “ That is a relief, I want to have some fun, but I’ve been told I had no idea what that is. Please lead the way.”

“Reggie. Sweetheart. You have no clue how stubborn I am.” she said grinning. “Here’s the thing. I know you’re trying. I’m still gonna call you out on your problematic bullshit because I don’t even think you always realize what’s problematic.” she told him. “A joke like that doesn’t hit well cause it’s slathered in blood purity rhetoric. That’s all I want you to see.” she told him. “But I do get that. Fuck the entirity of purebloods and that ball.” she said shaking her head. “I don’t think I’ve met anyone as Idealistic as you. And I’m a Hufflepuff.” she teased lightly. “Well fuck whoever told you that. As long as your idea isn’t hurting someone that fuck anyone that says you don’t know how to have fun.”

“ Letters? Now I wouldn’t picture her father as the letter writing sort, though I don’t know he too well.” Lucinda for the most part were ignored by most of the older generation, until her parents were killed that was. “ Perhaps that is a bit of love in his heart for you two, even if his shitty views keep him for admitting it. I have sometimes thought the same thing, my parents either getting rid of me, or keeping me. I suppose it has been one hell of a life.” Lucinda wished she had a drink she could raise. “ Patience and alcohol was the only thing to get me through my life.” And Emma of course.  “ That is my goal, being better than they expected me to be, maybe that will be the title of a book I write one day.” Lucinda shrugged. “ We will have to agree to disagree, I value my own opinion, but nothing brings greater joy than when I am wearing a cute outfit and a woman in passing tells me I look cute, or ask where did I get it.”

“Not really soft. They weren’t exactly letters I was probably meant to see. It was like cavemen sexting.” she said scrunching her nose up. “Like I get not having a cell phone but do you really need to have your shit down on paper.” she said shaking her head. “I relate with the alcohol.” she joked. “Send me the title. I’ll pick it up. I might not read it but I’ll at least support local content creators.” she joked with a smile. “Maybe that comes from being complimented and having people have a good opinion of you all your life.” she said though her tone showed she wasn’t saying it maliciously and it was more of a joke

“ That is not the way I like to be describe, but I doubt that changes anything with you. I will just have to work on that.” Regulus chuckled. He rolled his eyes, “ Stella, I would think you knew me better enough to think I would believe such a thing. We are friends after all. If I cared about someone being a muggleborn or half blood I wouldn’t haver even spoken to you.” Or spend most of his time daydreaming about kissing a certain muggleborn. “ And yet it seems like you don’t have a leg on either sides. The war is going and as you said being neutral  doesn’t spoke you from dying, so why not fight for something you believe in,” he questioned.  “ Well mind if a puppy eyed Black follow behind you. I don’t see anyone else I know.”

“I doubt you’ll be able to change my opinion on that.” she said grinning. “You do know that you still can have biases and view points even with friends in marginalized groups right. I’m not telling you you’re as bad as say the Lestranges. But it doesn’t change that what you said was fucked up and I’ll call you out on that shit even if no one else in your life will.” she said simply. “I didn’t say you had to. I don’t really feel like being a fucking soldier in a war. Doesn’t mean I expect because I’m not actively fighting that I’ll for sure survive.” she told him. “Sure why not. And I wouldn’t expect you to. There’s a fair amount of muggles and muggleborns here.”

“ How did you find out about who your father was? It would seem he could have been like the rest of the shitty pureblood and got rid of you mother. Sadly it happens a lot, but one day they will all answer to women for their mistakes.” Lucinda didn’t have all men, just all of the shitty pureblood ones, which happened to be more than half of them. “ Patience is my middle name, I don’t mind patience too badly, the end results is always worth it.” She was talking less about technology thought. “ I see you were a smart girl from the start the more time I spend with you, the more I like you,” she said smirking. “ I suppose you are right, but who said I am dressing for men, maybe I’m dresses so other women will compliment me,” she teased.

“I found letters between my mum and him when I was young.” she said simply. “I don’t know why. Perhaps he wasn’t ready to kill someone. Honestly sometimes I don’t know which would be better.” she said simply. She wasn’t in any way suicidal or hating her life but she knew how she grew up and she wouldn’t wish that on anyone. “Well then you’re a far better woman than I miss Lucinda.” she joked. “I’m quite good to know. It seems so are you. Much better than I expected.” she said “And when did I say you shouldn’t dress for men. I meant anyone. I learned very young getting caught up in anyone’s opinioons is just toxic.”

“ Puppy dog eyes? Is that what people say about us. Sirius I get, he is part dog I swear it, but me?” He wasn’t sure if he should be offended or not because of her comment. Loyalty felt like a stretch these days.  “ It’s a waste that you always speak about things that are none of your business. My life is a lot more complex than you need to know about,” he said with a shrugged, he really didn’t want to get into his traitors ways with her. “ I would rather be alive and will go with whatever option will keep me that way,” he added. “ Would you like to do something then? Rides or games, or are you more of the people watch sort?”

“Yes. Big and sad and innocent looking even when you’ve pissed the carpet.” she said jokingly. “We’re in a war that determines whether or not people’s existence is worthwhile or not. Not only did you basically tell me that muggleborns are worthless and bring you down in your eyes but you put me on that level as well.” she said simply. “It’s something that effects my family and even if it didn’t bigotry is something that is everyone’s business.” she told him. “If that’s what you care about then leave. All of the magical portion of the UK is at war. As long as your here it doesn’t matter what side you’re on or if you’re neutral. Being here means you’ve accepted that you could die no matter how careful you are.” she told him. Maybe it was a bit blunt and rude but she wasn’t one to use tact. “I’ll probably get more cider and then play games so I don’t get sick on the rides.” she said with a smile the offer to come with her there.

“ I always wanted a sibling just so I could prove I was the superior siblings. My parents often spoke like I had one and they got rid of it, but I am sure was to scare me into submission.” Which worked a lot during her childhood. “ It really is, but I am old school, nothing beats sending an owl or popping over if it was really important.” Dating apps she heard were the worse and while she didn’t want to date, she did want to play some tricks on muggle men. “ I understand and I was good friends with your brother, thought that wouldn’t change the way I treated you, and I’m not one to share secrets.” Unless it was to Emma that is. “ I do feel fabulous, but I wish it was for a better crowd.”

“To be fair I wasn’t supposed to know I had a brother and he wasn’t truly meant to know about me. After all shagging a woman half your age and considered below you in social status while you have a wife and child already. Not the smartest move for my father. But then pureblood men aren’t the smartest people.” she said with a smirk. She shrugged. “I like the quickness of technology. But then I have no patience.” she said simply. “Perhaps but as a first year who barely knows any spells and has spellbooks older than her mother I couldn’t really chance who would and would not treat me different.” she said with a shrug. “What did you say about the men questioning me. Who gives a shit. That’s how I feel about the crowd. I’m not dressing for them. I’m dressing for me.”

“ That is entirely true. Him and the rest of the horrid men and women deserve what is coming to them for the pain they cause people. If you were want to break into his home and give him a small taste of it, please call me first. You are messing with Daniel, or I like you a lot.” Friends or not she loved fucking with people. “ I only have a phone to talk to people quicker, and I do interact with muggles and they are all obsessed with the things and it’s easy to blind in with one.” Lucinda might to more modern than most purebloods, but she couldn’t shake all her programing. “Great, you are just a doll. I’m sad we haven’t spoken a lot before.” She said taking the cigarette back. “ Good for you, putting them in their place. If I need a curse broken I know who to call now. It is a bit underwhelming a waste of an outfit.”

“It’s quite fun. He thinks he has me but I prove I am again the superior sibling.” she said with a small smirk. She knew why she hadn’t interacted with Lucinda before. She was a few years ahead of her and around the age of her brother in his house. She could trust Regulus wouldn’t be close to him but not the older crowd. “I keep up with most muggle technology. It’s helpful but social media is just a cesspool.” she said simply. “Hopefully you understand why it was. Back in Hogwarts it’s hard to judge who was close to my brother. Too dangerous to venture anywhere near his inner circle.” she told him “Well do you feel fabulous. If so it’s not a waste.”

“ Puppy brothers? I think you have us mistaken with the Lestrange.” He smirked hoping that somehow that got back to the annoying younger brother, he had yet to see him since he got back, but he know it was only a matter of time. “ Me seen with a muggleborn? I want to piss off my mother not degrade myself. Though I could always take you. A halfblood is just as bad in my mother’s eyes,” his mother cared about pure or nothing. “ If you don’t care, then why are you here?” he counted.

“No I’m correct. Sirius and Regulus Black. Puppy dog eyes and loyalty up and down.” she said after a moment with a smirk. She raised her eyebrow. “You use the world muggleborn and still talk like that. What a fucking waste.” she said simply. “It’s one thing to know someone with a certain bloodline will piss off your family. It’s another to use that kind of verbage about them. Sounds like you either need to get onboard or combat those internal biases.” she told him. “I wanted to see what all the fuss was about.” she said after a moment. 

Lucinda really should leave the girl alone, but she was assuming, Lucinda and Daniel were incredibly close, or at least once upon a time and she knew little about his secret sister. “ That would just be sad. Telling out a shitty man, giving him an ounce of your time, it’s pointless, but I doubt your father has social media. Though I suppose you wouldn’t know that.” She shrugged. “ I rather share yours, is that a problem, red?” She asked. “ Get used to it, fuck them and do your thing, how I am a bit surprise to see you here.”

“Oh love he very rarely crosses my mind but just because he’s not worth shit doesn’t mean he doesn’t deserve the consequences for the shit her put me and my mum through. It’s okay though. Daniel is receiving it. He can’t even cast a curse anymore without me fucking him over. It’s quite fun. I wonder what his master has to say about him getting outclassed by a bastard halfblood with a drunk muggleborn mother.” she said smirking a bit. She honestly had no problem with Daniel but it was always fun fucking up the Mulciber reputation. “No I don’t know that. Neither do I to be honest. Waste of time and energy for me. “No problem at all.” she said. “Oh I have. I just blow them all out of the water when they say shit.” she said grinning. “And I you. I’m just in London and I thought why not see what everyone else is up to. So far it’s not impressive.”

Lucinda coughed lightly fanning away the smoke that was blown in her face. “It’s no wonder you aren’t some influential bitch. I don’t think that life would have agreed with you, or with your father,” she said, moving closer to her taking the cigarette from her, taking a long drag before passing it back. “Honestly it is sort of bad ass for you to be a cursebreaker. Most think it’s a man job, but here you are proving them wrong.

She winced at the mention of her father. It wasn’t something super well known but she wasn’t always surprised when purebloods were aware. None of them could keep secrets. “Oh if I were an influencer my sperm donor would have been fucked. Imagine me just calling him and his wife and son out on forms of social media. Letting them all know he fucked a muggleborn got her pregnant and paid her off. His entire fucking reputation would be in shambles. Imagine being known as my father.” she laughed humorlessly. She opened her pack. “Do you just want one.” she said simply. “Oh everyone loves to throw my tits in my face. As if I can’t logically think because I have them. It’s fine though. I’ll outshine everyone and look fabulous doing it.”

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Fair-ly Exhausted

“ Little Stella, smoking in front of all these children, how shameful,” she teased as she leaned against the building across from her. Lucinda was meeting someone less than savory but she cared little now that she saw Daniel’s little sister. “ Doesn’t your mother know what you are up to?’

“Who gives a shit. I’m not some influential bitch that literally just posts a picture on the internet and gets hundreds of comments. I’m a bloody cursebreaker. No one cares what I do.” she said blowing the smoke in the other girl’s face. She rolled her eyes as she brought up her mother. “I’m making sure my mother eats and has booze. She doesn’t care what I do otherwise.” she snapped hating when purebloods brought up her mother. It always felt like they did it as a way to treat her like she was trash.