Who: Brothers Black and Remus Lupin What: The Symphony! Where: Muggle London, ew. When: Saturday evening Warnings // Status: None // Complete
Getting away had been easy. It was always easy; Regulus just made excuses for why he couldn't leave the house a lot of the time. If left to his own devices for the rest of his life the boy would probably never leave Grimmauld Place... but fortunately, depending on which way one looked at it, the love for music and the desire to see an actual symphony live had dragged Regulus out of his self made shell and into the real world. Well, as real as it could get when all he'd done was Floo into the house of the address provided to him by Remus Lupin.
Dusty, annoyed and half terrified to be out of his most esteemed comfort zone, Regulus stumbled out of the fireplace and into the main living place of the boy who was more of his brother's friend than he'd ever be Regulus'. Immediately he looked around in distaste, tried not to touch anything and brushed haphazardly at his fine clothing, brushing away soot and any other contaminants in the shabby house that touched him.
"Remus? Sirius?" he called tentatively and wandered a few steps toward an open doorway, peering through it hesitantly.