Re: Regulus/Remus/Sirius
Regulus had no idea what was going inside Sirius' mind, but he nodded. "I'm glad to be here, too." He wasn't even lying, not even after considering the fact that they were in Potter's house. He started to laugh, because it was utterly predictable and yet familiar. "All right, I can do that, but just for a little while longer. Sooner or later, you'll have to grow up too."
He raised an eyebrow at the line-up. "Remus? He's playing? The man who would rather be in the library," he said, echoing the words Remus himself had said. "You let me play, and I might consider coming. Show a Gryffindor or two how it's done, of course, I could embarrass you as well."
As if Regulus would ever forget Sirius' inability to stay still. "That's good, because I might have to kick your arse for that. You will look the part, at least that one day." He rolled his eyes. "How would I have known? You're actually have to tell me, and you forgot to mention that you moved out, let alone that you were finally applying. Maybe I should have given you a diary to write things to tell people." Regulus stopped and sighed. "You might want to start doing some thinking now. I told you I don't want to see you dead."
He patted Sirius' arm. "I'm glad you like it, and a little werewolf told me where to find a wizarding store that makes Muggle clothes."