Who: Regulus Black & Open What: Much pouting and seething When: Today; Early Afternoon Where: Diagon Alley, headed towards Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlour Status: Incomplete Rating: TBD
Regulus lacked the self control to remain calm and collected when his patience had been pushed to its limit. Needless to say, in light of recent events (Sirius’ aggravating attempts to rekindle their relationship and tell him he‘s wrong, his mother’s impossible demands, an ailing father and the, worst of the worst, recent news that he was to be learning from that greasy, no-good, arrogant Severus Snape), he had made a complete ass of himself in front of his mother. Just short of throwing himself to the floor, kicking and screaming, he had thrown quite the tantrum when his mother had criticized his posture--it had been the straw to break the camels back. Horrified by the childish and unsightly display, Walburga had chastised her son in the cruelest manner and banished him from the house for the rest of the afternoon.
So, having thrown on his jacket and stormed out of the house in a manner that continued to resemble a spoiled child, Regulus directed himself towards Diagon Alley, specifically Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlour. It was a favorite spot for him, a shop he had frequented often nearly all his life. At least there he could drown out his anger in a sweet treat and the calm and pleasant atmosphere.