Regulus strolled the street of Diagon Alley alongside Sirius. He watched with bored eyes the group of giggling girls as they eyed Sirius. Was so special about attractive people? He would never why the girls and males became bumbling fools around people they 'liked' or felt attracted to. Was there a point in acting like a complete lunatic? His cheeks became a bright red when he spotted a tall fellow with hazel eyes, tanned skin, and jet-black hair. Now that was a bloke who Regulus could fawn over.
His eyes widened in surprise when the boy grinned and yelled, "Sirius!"