It's one of these days. You're in the middle of a charms class and suddenly you realise you're beginning to bleed. You excuse yourself and run off into the nearest toilet to take care of the matter. You enter an unused bathroom on the fifth floor, not expecting to meet anyone there but... to your utmost astonishment you see Regulus leaning over a mortar and pestle, grinding some secret ingredients into powder. You cannot help but stare - curiosity mixing with some anxiety. You did not really mean to bother him, after all. But then he turns to look over his shoulder, a slight rustle of your robes must have given you away. His eyebrows rise giving his face half surprised, half haughty expression.

"You do realise this bathroom is no longer functional, do you, princess?" His tone is sarcastic.