InsaneJournal

RP: Regulus/Al
Who: Regulus/Al
When: after breakfast April 9
Where: the hallways
What: who knows

Regulus decided that the best way to deal with the events of the past two weeks was to work. Everyone else seemed busy chatting, but Regulus had no one to talk to. There was half an idea to talk to Sirius, but that idea was dismissed just as easily, because he knew it would end up in some sort of argument. It was just easier to ignore him.

He finished breakfast and walked to the Wizengamot room. The only problem with that plan was that the Wizengamot was on the seventh floor on the other side of the castle, which mean he had to walked through the entire bloody castle. At least there weren't that many people around. He wondered how long people would try to avoid each other.

However on his way to his office, he saw Potter, the youngest. Normally he would have ignored him, but he'd actually dealt with this one while thinking that he was their grandfather. There had been hugs. It was truly terrible. "Albus, how are you?" he said, politely. "I promise that you can answer safely without repercussions of random hugs. I do apologise about that. Your grandparents are very touchy people, like most Gryffindors."