A/N - I'm bored, so I wrote some crack. Kind of regret it, but kind of don't.
"Why don't you just write a love song about him?" Sirius asked from the doorway, making Regulus jump.
"Get out of my room!" Regulus yelled, slamming his folder closed and throwing an old textbook at his brother. Sirius laughed, leaving the room, and Regulus got up to slam the door shut with a scowl. Regulus jumped back onto his bed, opening the folder carefully and pulling out some of the newspaper clippings.
The various news stories and blurry photographs were all he had.
.oOo.
"Hey! What are you doing?" Barty yelled, glaring at his friend, half of that mornings Daily Prophet still clutched in his hand. Regulus was staring at the photograph on the page he'd ripped out; it was obviously old, depicting a young boy sitting in front of a plain backdrop. It was unmoving, so Barty assumed that it must be some sort of Muggle ritual to force your child to sit in such a bland setting.
"Look! He's just a baby!" Regulus practically squealed. "He's adorable!"
"Oh, Merlin, not this again," Barty groaned, deciding to ignore the rest of what his friend was saying in favour of reading the second half of a story about Gringotts.
.oOo.
"Is no one going to question what Black is doing?" A Slytherin, perhaps a year or two above them, poked his head through the doorway to their dorm.
"He'll get up when he's ready," Barty said, not even looking over at his friend. Regulus had been lying face down on the floor for going on half an hour now, though none of his roommates were particularly concerned. "It's usually best not to disturb him."
"He doesn't even know I exist," Regulus whined, sitting up suddenly, the other boys in the dorm all voicing their complaints.
"Now look what you've done," Barty snapped at the older student. "I hope you're happy."
.oOo.
"Barty!" Barty groaned at hearing his friend's excited tone. This didn't bode well for him.
"What?" he sighed, curious despite himself.
"Cissi said Lucius said that Bella said they're recruiting more Death Eaters," Regulus said, his excitement obviously mounting.
"Alright," Barty said. "And what's that got to do with us?" He regretted the question as soon as he'd asked; Regulus immediately launched into his usual spiel, one that Barty had heard so many times now that he knew exactly when to nod or comment without listening to a single word. If Regulus ever noticed his lack of interest, he didn't seem to care.
.oOo.
"DId you see him?" Regulus asked once again. "He's so powerful, and-"
"Yes, I was there," Barty interrupted before Regulus could continue much further. Regulus, however, just glared and continued.
"And he's so beautiful and-"
Barty tuned out; Regulus could go on for hours normally, and now he had new material. Maybe this had been a mistake.