Regulus smiled proudly at the compliment, however backhanded it was from Lucius. Lucius may have the looks and charm to use on everyone in his general vicinity, but Regulus relied on his knowledge, and skills to keep himself interesting and relevant. He watched as Lucius handed the bottle to Rabastan, and grinned. He remembered well HIS first night on the team, and how completely pissed he'd gotten and how long he'd staggered around in the dark trying to find his robes. The following day he'd awoken with such a bad hangover, he'd spent most of that day in bed, and having the house elves deliver potions and food to sustain him through the discomfort.
"Cheers Rabastan!" he called out and smiled at his best friend. The year was getting off to such a great start, he hoped it would be like this all term long. Nothing but good times, and triumphs for himself, his friends, and his House.