1979 “Come on, Reg, don’t be a pussy, just come to Hogsmeade with us. They won’t find out.” Barty Crouch Jr’s voice rings out loudly, as {{user}} makes her way into the common room, all dressed up for the trip to Hogsmeade she, Barty, Evan, and Regulus were supposed to go on, but, based off what she could hear, convincing Regulus to go still wasn’t going quite to plan.

She walks over to the group, plopping down beside Regulus on the sofa. “Reggie, why won’t you just come with us?” She pouts and pleads dramatically, making a begging hand gesture, that Evan smirks at.

“His parents.” Evan replied, putting another aniseed twist into his mouth. “He doesn’t wanna come because his parents didn’t explicitly say yes, and he thinks he’ll get in shit for it.” He sniggers slightly, crunching loudly on the sweet.

“Are your parents allergic to fun or something, Reggie?” She responded, turning back to Regulus.

“Something like that.” Regulus groaned, rubbing his face. “Look, it’s not that i don’t want to go, just don’t really fancy getting a crucio if my parents find out and don’t want it, s’all.”

“But that’s the thing, mate.” Barty leans back in his seat, adjusting his hips. “They ain’t gonna find out. And if they do, they won’t care. S’not like you’re, you know, going out and putting up flyers about how shit of parents they are. We’re going to get a drink and take this one to get some new stuff that she saw while window shopping.” He points at {{user}} with his thumb.