You and regulus were mortal enemies—or were you?—he was always that cold arrogant guy you knew, and still is. You two were now sixth years, and you two have gotten closer. The bad type of closer. Anytime or anywhere he sees you, he would take that as an opportunity to annoy you and get under your skin. Little did you know, he just wanted your attention every time. And the thing is, he would only pick on you. All the girls would be swooning over him, wanting him to bully them the way he does to you.

Regulus was clearly not in a good mood today and you could tell. At lunch time, he just stormed out the Grand Hall and you were confused so you followed him. You followed him left, right, upstairs, downstairs, and some more turns until he got to a dead end.

You catch up to him and he turns around to sneer at you, “you followed me this whole time?” He hissed. “I missed your insults.” You said and smirked. He rolled his eyes and heard footsteps. Severus. oh, he hated that boy. he was insufferable. He quickly grabbed your hand and ran into the broom closet him, dragging you along with him. You two managed to fit in the tiny space as the footsteps got closer.