OI, Goblin

[alt_sirius]

Regulus Arcturus Black. What do you think you're playing at, goblin?

You know, Father might have been a miserable sod who didn't think twice about using the dark arts, but bloody hell, Reg, there were limits to what he'd practise.

And now this? If I find out you've had anything to do with leaving that little girl 'orphaned,' so help me, Reg, I'll kill you myself.

Comments

[alt_luna]

No! No, don't take away my journal! I want to be able to write to your mum if I want.

[alt_percy]

All right. No one will take it away if you don't want them to.

But don't read anything else Black says. Promise?

[alt_percy]

And as for you, Black, piss off. Leave this poor girl out of your lies. Hasn't she been through enough?