regulus missed sirius like mad after he had left grimmauld place, he had been the receiving the overwhelming amount of anger from walburga normally only reserved for sirius, but of course now that he had escaped this hell, regulus was at the receiving end of everybody's anger, his parents, bellatrix, hell even narcissa, who he never thought would betray him like so.

regulus had tried to be the perfect son, but when dorcas had sent him a letter via owl, inviting him out to a muggle club he just couldn't refuse, regulus also needed an outlet for his pent up emotions what better to get drunk, and to dance with his friends.

how they had managed to get in was a mystery as they were all sixteen, regulus has a cigarette strung from his lips gracefully given to him from pandora, he sauntered over to the bar stood beside someone as he ordered all of their drinks, paying with the muggle money given to him by dorcas of course, as the rest of them were all purebloods.

regulus turned to stare at the stranger beside him, he instantly clocked their youthful look, "you don't seem like you belong here." he said, he said with his hips pushed against the low bar, showing off his body, something he had been doing a lot more recently, maybe to act out?