Regulus walked into the library, a smile plastered on his face as he sat down at a table, taking out the homework he had let pile up.
"Coming back from another secret meeting with Dunham again?" Lucius asked, suddenly appearing across the table from him.
"Coming to the library without books again?" Regulus retorted.
"I never understood why one would bring books to the library, is the point of a library not to get books?" Lucius responded raising a blonde eyebrow.
Regulus grinned, and indicated that Lucius should sit down.
"So are you following me?" Regulus asked, lowering his voice as he looked around to make sure that no one was within earshot.
"There's only one thing that makes you grin like a fool," Lucius smirked, knowing he was right.
"How is it that someone who irritates me so much seems to know more about me than my closest friends?" Regulus asked, not looking up from his essay.
"You don't have any friends Black, if you did your little fascination with Dunham would have been foiled a long time ago," Lucius responded, picking up the top book from the stack in front of him and began skimming it.
Regulus didn't respond, as he continued writing, the scratch of his quill on the parchment, was the only sound that passed between the two boys for a while before Lucius sighed, closing the book.
"The Dark Lord has taken an interest in her," Lucius said, his voice barely above a whisper.
"Tom takes an interest in a lot of things," Regulus responded.
"The Dark Lord," Lucius started emphasizing on the name as he gave Regulus a disapproving look. "has taken an interest in her, and so in turn has my father," Lucius continued.
"So?" Regulus responded, trying to act like he wasn't paying attention.
"Which means she's invited to the Easter ball," Lucius responded.
"As your guest?" Regulus looked up, his quill hovering above his parchment.
"Father is sending her, her own invitation," Lucius answered, reading Regulus for his reaction.
"How do you know she'll come?" Regulus asked, as he flipped to a random spot in the book in front of him.
"Because she's invited as his personal guest, who do you know that would turn down Abraxas Malfoy?" Lucius grinned, pushing the book towards Regulus, and rising up from his chair.
"She's a lot smarter than you think," Regulus responded, looking up at Lucius.
"Oh, I wouldn't doubt it, a Gryffindor, who chooses to place herself amongst some of the most powerful purebloods," Lucius grinned raising an eyebrow. "Ginevra has to have a secret agenda, and maybe my father wants to get on the good side of the Dark Lord, but I intend to find out just what red is up to."
Lucius walked away, leaving Regulus sitting there with an uneasy feeling in the pit of his stomach, making him feel that maybe Ginevra had gotten in way over her head.