"Call you what?" he asked, frowning, going over his words. "That you are the oldest son? But you are, and she can roll over if she likes to, but I'm not losing my family because you and them couldn't get along."
He smiled. "Guilt? Me? I have no idea what you are talking about. I did no such thing. Just because I mentioned that we've never been at a party together as adults, you can't accuse me of making you feel guilty." He snorted. "Right, because you can only go with Gryffindor red. Really, you are better than the rest, and you should look the part."
Regulus sighed. "Yeah well, at least you are all live." He would have preferred Potter dead, but he knew that his brother cared for that arse. "Speaking of people who came back, Dumbledore is back and asking about me. If you hear anything, do let me know. I'd like to find out from which side I'm being attacked. I'd like to stay alive this time."