Regulus stood in the corner of the room, watching his parents talking with Crabbe and Goyle Sr., doubtlessly negotiating Rex’s entry into the Death Eaters. Circe’s sake, he thought, they didn’t have to do that. It was a sign of their lack of faith in Rex’s ability to get in on his own.
Instead of annoying himself further, he turned to the person next to him and said, “In the mood for some shots?”











