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slim fingers tuck beneath a sleeve, carefully rolling them up, one then the other โโ sitting at the small desk in the corner of the dorm, he begins to fiddle with the vials stationed there.
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the gaze he gives his ๐ฏ๐ฟ๐ผ๐๐ต๐ฒ๐ฟ is pitiless โโ he's angry, a pit of contempt that swallowed down the soft underbelly and spat out steel. "you don't get to call me that, you lost that right the second you ๐๐๐๐ฃ๐๐ค๐ฃ๐๐ me."
they're drawing โถ
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โ โ โ { Regulus kept more composure then he did, Sirius flinching as if he had just been ๐จ๐ฉ๐ง๐ช๐๐ , immediately relaxing his hand that had a slight tremor to it now. ๐๐ค, ๐ฏ๐ฐ๏ผ he could never be like /them/ he wasnโt . . .
He never wanted it to be this way
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โถ stares, a ripple of whispers that cascades from emerald to sapphire, to the deep of rubies to the vibrance of citrine.
"tell me that you care when i ๐ฝ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ฑ the price," his voice drops to a hiss, barely heard in the silence around them, "i wouldn't โถ
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โถ wish and then when it left me alone in that house, you felt guilty. i don't need your pity, i don't want it, i needed my ๐ฏ๐ฟ๐ผ๐๐ต๐ฒ๐ฟ."
storm grey flicks up to the table of crimson, "i needed you more than ๐๐ did," and he takes another step back, "and you didn't care."
โ โ โ there's a hint of a flinch, "resorting to ๐๐ถ๐ผ๐น๐ฒ๐ป๐ฐ๐ฒ when you're angry? why, i can see the resemblance to ๐ค๐ช๐ง parents now."
the laugh is nothing short of derisive, "you asked ๐ฒ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ๐๐๐ต๐ถ๐ป๐ด of me, you wanted me to sacrifice my life for ๐ฎ๐ค๐ช๐ง โถ
โ โ โ { Sirius slams his knuckles against the table, forgetting where they were and that this was all /publicized/ right now. He didnโt ๐๐๐ง๐. He ๐ค๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฅ about Regulus. Even if his brother didnโt see it. }
Iโve never would have asked anything of you!
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โ โ โ "help comes at a ๐ฝ๐ฟ๐ถ๐ฐ๐ฒ," he answers smoothly, stepping back from the table in mirror fashion, "๐๐ก๐ฌ๐๐ฎ๐จ."
his expression doesn't falter, "mother is ill, i'm sure you are ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ concerned โโ run along now.โ
โ โ โ oh right, I forgot. You donโt accept ๐๐๐ก๐ฅ when itโs offered to you freely.
{ leaves the plate where it is, but shakes his head stepping back. }
Mm, ya, send my regards as well, Regulus. Give mum a kiss for me.
โ โ โ please, he just hid his bruises ๐ฏ๐ฒ๐๐๐ฒ๐ฟ. what, did he think sirius ๐๐ก๐๐๐๐ฃ๐ was the first time a hand was raised against him?