Regulus sat quietly at the dinner table as his older relatives talked. His family and cousins, Bellatrix, Narcissa, and Andromeda, along with their parents, were over for dinner.
The adults were speaking vaguely about something, but he paid them no attention; he was too focused on one of his cousins. Narcissa was sipping water from her glass, looking at her empty plate. She, like everyone else, just finished eating. She looked up when her parents stopped talking.
“Why don’t you five go into the other room,” Regulus’s mum said.
Sirius stopped playing with his food to look up. “Why?”
“Because we need to talk.” His father’s voice was beginning to sound strict. He never liked being questioned in public.
Sirius got up and walked away, not showing any emotion.
Andromeda and Narcissa both stood up, not caring about being excluded from the conversation. But Regulus looked at his parents, and Bella at hers, both wondering what they were talking about. She was the first to say something.
“Can I stay?”
Although she was older, he knew that she wouldn’t be allowed to. Her parents wouldn’t let her. One look from her father told her that, and she left the room. Sensing that he was about to get in trouble, Regulus quickly left also.
He heard a door shut up stairs, and he knew that Sirius was in his room. There was no point in trying to talk to him.
His cousins would be in the only place left – the parlor. But only Narcissa was there.
“Hello.” The chair she was on was too big for her small body.
“Hi.” Regulus never liked talking to his cousin; she was never interesting to talk to.
Instead of speaking again, she craned her neck to see who was walking toward them.
It was Bellatrix.
“Move, Cissy.” Bella always liked having the best seat, and her sister was sitting in it.
Regulus smiled. “So, Bella, how’s everything been?”
“Just fine, Reggie, just fine.”