Author's Note: I'm going to try and update this every day. Note I said *try*. Think of it as a huge ongoing series. Almost like a comic, but with no pictures. ;-) Enjoy! And it *does* focus on the Slytherins. There's plenty of Marauder fics out there, I figure give these guys some attention.

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"Black has to pay!" Evan said, waving his hand in the air. "Not you, Reg, the big dumb one."

"Not gonna take this," Ian agreed, crossing his slim arms over his chest.

"Course not," Evan agreed. "We're gonna get him back. He's gone too far this time!"

"You say that every time," Ian pointed out. "And the thing with the frogs was worse then this."

"Well…maybe."

"Frogs?" Regulus asked, looking confused.

"Get with the program," Ian grumbled. "The frogs were last year."

"Regardless…"

"You say that word a lot," Regulus pointed out. He'd noticed that a lot. Evan tended to just stick the word 'regardless' into random sentences, not just when it was needed.

"And?"

"Just saying."

"Black!" Ian said. "We're here to talk about Black!"

"I know…" They were so uptight sometimes. Well, Ian anyway. But what did you expect? As far as Regulus knew, Ian's family's wealth came from the fact that his mother was a highly paid whore. And by looking at Ian, she's probably done a lot of drugs while she was pregnant…

"We need to return like with like, regardless of what he did," Evan went on. "Sev was *bleeding*. And not from a curse, from pure physical violence. Black's been good this year, he's been holding back the fists. But now…"

"It's cause of him," Ian pointed a finger at Reg. Ian had been doing that a lot lately. And glaring. Ian's eyes were very pale blue, and looked quite frightening in his pale face.

"Yes, but he's Sev's boyfriend so that makes him one of us."

"He's a nancy-boy."

"I am not!" Regulus snapped.

"You snog Sev like…ten times a day. I think that qualifies you as a nancy-boy. Qualifies Sev, too, now that you mention it. And me, actually. Look at that Ian, you hang out with a bunch of nancy-boys. Your dad'd be proud."

"Bloody Nelly Rosier, you don't need to put it like that…damn bunch of poofs…"

"And proud of it," Evan said, grinning widely. "All right, so…Black."

"Can we call him Sirius?" Regulus asked. "Cause I'm Black, too…"

"Oh Merlin…fine. Sirius." Evan rolled his bright green eyes and drummed his fingers on the table.

"I say we grab him, jump him, and beat him," Ian said. "Easy, makes him bleed, we're done."

"And in tons of trouble," Evan pointed out. Regulus nodded vigorously. He was feeling less and less like an interloper. They were letting him hang out with them, without Severus being around.

"We can't let it get back to us." Regulus sighed, wondering how they were going to do that.

"Come on, Ian…you're the brains of this operation," Evan gave Ian an imploring look.

"Lemme think." The pale Slytherin leaned back in his chair, folding his hands. "We have to hurt him. But we can't do it personally. It'll get back to us."

"So we…" Evan rolled his hand around, to urge Ian on.

"We get someone else to do it." Ian shrugged. Well, that made sense. Regulus wondered why he hadn't thought of that himself. "We get a couple of younger students to do it for us. Evan, you've got clout with them, you do it."

"We just…hire some thugs to beat him up? Sounds good…" Evan grinned. "Yeah, we'll do that. But we'll have to get Black away from his little friends…"

"I'll do that!" Regulus piped up. He could lure Sirius away *easily*. It would be a piece of cake, really!

"You can get him away?" Evan asked.

"Sure. I just tell him I want to talk to him. About Severus. I want to talk to him alone…" Regulus grinned.

"Not bad," Ian said, nodding. "Not bad at all."

"I think this could work. It's not our best plan, I'll give it that, but we're going for effect not finesse." Evan gave a lopsided grin.

"Just as long as Black bleeds," Ian said. "I need a fag."

"Oh, sounds good," Evan agreed. "Reg, you smoke?"

"Er…sure…" He'd never tried it, it was a muggle habit. He smoked a pipe every so often, but never cigarettes.

"Come on, I'll bum you one," Evan said, standing up. Regulus rose as well, a giddy sense of belonging rising in his chest. He was dating Severus, his massive crush of five years. He was hanging out with Evan Rosier and Ian Wilkes, two of the most wicked students in Slytherin. Other then Severs being hurt, this was an awesome day!

"So…you guys smoke out here a lot?" Regulus asked, leaning against the castle wall between Evan and Ian.

"One of the only places you can," Evan said, exhaling. "Still have to watch out for Filch though. Or Gryffindors."

"I hate Gryffindors," Regulus said, nodding.

"We know." Ian and Evan both chuckled. They were probably laghing at him, but oh well. They were hanging out with him.

"You're not too bad," Ian said, suddenly.

"Yeah?" Reg asked. "Thanks."

"You need some more spine though," Evan told him. "You're soft and weak. Spoiled. We'll fix you. Even if we only have a year to do it in."

"We'll fix you up," Ian agreed. "For Severus, at least. Can't have him going around with a weak nancy-boy, now can we?"

"Hey…" But Regulus was getting more used to their teasing.

"No, I think he really likes you," Evan said. "it's hard to tell with him. Unless you're Lucius Malfoy."

"Yeah, that was bad," Regulus agreed.

"It was at the point where Sev was doing his homework for him." Evan shook his head. "Did it all, plus his own. It was sad…"

"He did his homework?" Regulus hadn't heard about that.

"All of it. He'd slave away every night, until he was falling asleep over it, just to get it done. Lucius never even thanked him for it either." Ian shook his head. "We always told him he was mad, didn't listen to us."

"He never listened when it came to Malfoy." Evan dropped the smoldering stub of his cigarette on the ground, and crushed it under his heal.

"Well…I know what's that like…" Regulus admitted, blushing.

"Yeah, but you're…normal about it." Ian said. "Well, more normal then he was."

"I think what you're going for is less obsessive. Much, *much* less obsessive."

"I'm not obsessive…" Regulus said.

"We know." Ian rolled his eyes. "Just said that…come on."

"Yeah, we should head inside. I'll see if I can round up a few kids to work Black over, and keep their mouths shut about it."

"All right. I'm crashing."

"I'm gonna go see Severus…" Regulus said.

"You were just there."

"I know…"

"You're getting obsessive," Evan warned. "Go to sleep. See him tomorrow. Trust me, he won't like you being obsessive."

"Okay…" Evan knew Severus. They were best friends. Regulus would listen to him. He'd wait until tomorrow. And Severus had said he'd make it up to him…

Well, that would be worth it anyway. Even just being together was fine. It wasn't all about the physical, there was a lot of emotional on Regulus' part. Maybe there was even some on Severus' part, like Evan had said it was hard to tell.

Well, he'd just have to wait and see.

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