Mischief Maker | Reg

[Sura Haughton]

some nights i stay up, cashing in
my bad luck.

It was still the beginning of the semester, so it was likely the last of her chances for that year to get in any serious pleasure reading. She had found a set of Muggle books that she had grown quite fond of over the summer, and had been hooked ever since. Sura wondered vaguely if the Muggle that had written them realized just how much truth was actually in the books: imps, unicorns, magic, all as real as the hair on her head. It was a bizarre concept to think of a world without these things. Maybe that was why Muggles found these sort of books so attractive: they were full of things that were, in a way, otherworldly. She glanced at her watch and sighed, dropping her elbows and falling flat into her bed. Being a Prefect sure had a way of interrupting peaceful moments sometimes.

Earlier that day, Sura had received an owl from a Professor, asking her if she could take a detention shift. It was just for a single student, so she shouldn't have any issues that she couldn't handle. Of course she agreed to take it; the only other plans she'd had for the night were enchanting the last of the peacock feathers onto her Halloween costume, and that could admittedly wait. The Halloween Ball was still a few days away, which was more than enough time for her to get the whole thing finished. Then the only thing left would be to dye her hair and do her nails and make-up. Easy. Sura glanced over at the costume that was hanging on her mirror, half-feathered but still lovely. She could hardly wait to get to wear it. Sura pushed herself up so that she could shimmy off her bed. Grabbing her bag and robe from a nearby hanger, she tossed the book in and shimmied into the robe. Her Prefect badge caught some of the room's dim light as she looked down at it. What a job.

As she walked the halls to the detention room, she wondered exactly who she was going to be watching and what they had done to deserve being there. Sura whistled at a group of first years that were appearing to get a little rowdy over Chocolate Frog card trading, pointing at them and raising her eyebrows. They squeaked their apologies, the noise dropping considerably. Perhaps her student caused some sort of mischief, picked on a younger student, got caught fighting, set someone's cauldron to high when they weren't looking... There were really an awful lot of ways that you could get yourself into trouble at Hogwarts. She had found several of those out for herself in past years, though she had been lucky to never receive more than one evening of detention for any given transgression. Sura chuckled as she reflected, turning the corner to her destination hallway.

She pushed the door open as she checked her watch. She was a little early. Probably better that she was. It wouldn't look all so good on her if her student had arrived before she had. If it was an older student, she probably would have caught a lot of snark and flack for it. Sura walked over to the desk and dropped her bag on it. Just as she pulled her chair out, she heard the door opening behind her. Turning to look over her shoulder, she couldn't help but snort and let a small grin settle on her face. Of course she was supervising his detention. Of course. Why would the universe have let it be anyone else but Regulus Reinbach? If nothing else, she knew that she was in for an interesting evening. The boy was full of snappy remarks and comebacks. "What did you do, Regulus?"

no, when i see stars, when I see, when I see stars
that's all they are.

For: Regulus
Words: 631
Music: Some Nights -- FUN.
Notes: None.

[Regulus Reinbach]

Regulus moved briskly down the corridors. It was an odd sentiment he thought. Trying to avoid being late for detention, after all it was not exactly his favorite place to spend and evening, but this particular detention was different from most others. You see the professor who had robbed Regulus of his even would not be in attendance, instead handing off the duty to one of the kiss ass prefects, alway eager to play warden. While few things gave Regulus more pleasure than torturing these temporary wardens, he had found out the hard way that while his usual tricks were beyond punishment, tardiness was an offense capable of stripping him further of what precious free time he had.

So, here he was, just on time, perhaps even a tad early. Of course as soon as he entered the room he felt the presence of his warden. It was with weary eyes that he turned to the front of the classroom, only to find a familiar face, which caused an even more familiar smirk to break across his lips. "And it's nice to see you too Sura," Regulus grinned content to ignore the blonde girl's inquiry for the moment. It had been month's since there last interaction, and it seemed rude to jump straight into such awful business as the reason behind his detention. Besides, they had plenty of time together, and Regulus was in no hurry to reveal anything.

"The summer months seem to have been good to you," Regulus confessed hoping this sounded like a compliment. "Were you abroad? Travelling with the folks I'll bet," he mused aloud moving to the front of his classroom before taking his seat in the desk nearest his detainer. "So much to catch up on before we can even begin talking about more...recent events," Regulus finished steering carefully away from naming the subject he was trying to avoid.


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[Sura Haughton]

some nights i stay up, cashing in
my bad luck.

If it had of been someone, anyone else, she would have given them a reason to wipe that smug smirk off their face. But, of course, it was not just anyone. It was Regulus, of course it was Regulus. He wasn't going to take her seriously for at least another twenty minutes and she knew it. Maybe if she'd brought something more than light reading to do, she would be able to get him to settle down. But she hadn't, so he wouldn't. Her lips pursed and eyebrow cocked when he spoke of his pleasure to see her again. She rolled her eyes with a smile; he was going to milk this for all it was worth. "It's nice to see you too, Reg."

She pulled her chair out and dropped into it, flicking her hair over one shoulder as Regulus mentioned that the summer had seemed to have been good to her. She wasn't sure if he was being entirely serious with the conversation, but realistically the summer had been very good to her. She'd had plenty of time to relax and unwind and have fun, something that was in short supply at Galaxia during the heavy months of her schooling. She felt completely at ease now, as if this school year, her last and most important, was going to be an absolute breeze, with nothing to worry about at all. Sura didn't expect that feeling to last too much longer, but she could enjoy it while it lasted. Not only that, but she had swam and flown until she exhausted herself nearly every day. She was in better shape than she'd ever been in her life, and she loved it. She was faster and stronger than she used to be. All the better to smack the boys up the side of their heads if they got too lippy, and all the better to turn those heads when she wasn't wearing shapeless clothing. It made life interesting.

Sura watched as he approached the front of the room, a bemused smile on her lips as she leaned forward and rested her chin on her folded hands. "Not so much on the travelling, actually," she sighed, shrugging her shoulders. She looked up at the clock, noting that they still had a few minutes before his punishment was to actually begin. Chatting wasn't out of the equation at this point. He probably wasn't going to be at all impressed with her when she told him that the Professor he had irked somehow wanted him writing lines. That, if nothing else, would dampen his high spirits. It would almost be a shame to see, besides the fact that she didn't want to get in trouble herself. Being a Prefect had its perks, and she wasn't about to lose them because she couldn't hold her own tongue. She and Reg could always chat it out after his detention. He would understand, even if he would probably tease her mercilessly about being such a stickler for rules.

"I was actually mostly in Ireland and Austria throughout the summer," she mused. "You can probably tell by the fact that my accent is about as thick as my Aunt Eoifa after Christmas dinner." That was something that always happened when she went home. She got back into the slang and the accent and the jumbled syllables. It had taken her an entire week to get her tongue under control so that people could actually understand her at school again. She liked her accent though. It was one of her favourite things about herself. "And your summer? Galavanting and causing trouble, I suppose?" she grinned. "You're going to have to eventually tell me why you're here, otherwise I can't let you leave."

no, when i see stars, when I see, when I see stars
that's all they are.

For: Regulus
Words: 635
Music: Some Nights -- FUN.
Notes: Snarky.

[Regulus Reinbach]

Regulus popped his feet up onto the desk at which he sat; he'd always felt this was the way a desk was meant to be sat at, far more comfortable than the rigid back straight quill at the ready position most professors preferred. Regulus quirked an eyebrow at Sura's admission. "Oh, no?" he queried hoping to provoke from her just what 'not so much' entailed. A few weeks spent along the coast? A few weekends out in the mountains? Trip to the City for shopping spree?

Regulus hadn't noticed the accent. Or rather he was sure he'd noticed it, but hadn't bothered trying to place it. Usually he was so good at these things. He decided to blame Gavin, who's accent had also been making fresh appearances over the summer, dulling Reg's usually keen ear. "And here I thought your tongue had just swelled up over the summer. I was going to suggest you let me inspect it," Regulus quipped his smirk revealing that naturally he would be 'inspecting' Sura's tongue with his own. It was the best method, for both parties involved, he was sure of this.

"Galavanting?" Regulus repeated, liking the way the word sounded coming off his lips. It wasn't inaccurate either. "Is that all you think I do?" he accused. For the most part it of course was, but this girl who knew him only by reputation save their one night alone in the forest just before the end of the last term, did not need to know just how predictable he was. "I'll have you know I only had to run from Magical Law Enforcement twice all summer," he bragged, teeth flashing with that not so innocent grin he wore so well.

"You're going to have to eventually tell me why you're here, otherwise I can't let you leave."

"Somewhere you'd rather be Haughton?" he asked a twinge of what might almost be hurt lurking under the arrogance. "I'm in no rush," he confessed, clearly content to drag out this game for as long as possible. After a long summer Regulus truly had missed the variety of interaction Galaxia provided him. One such interaction was of course what had landed him here in the first place.

"So, were you given lines to assign me? Or was the expectation that you would sit doing homework while I pay my penance in boredom?" Regulus asked, once again shifting subjects from the reason behind his incarceration. If he kept it up much longer he'd have to strongly consider eventing a story worthy of the build-up. But he really couldn't afford to lose Sura's interest now that he'd re-captured her attention after all these months. He had never expected correspondance over the summer. One night, even as eventful as theirs had been, never set a precedent for future interaction in his mind, but he had actually taking a liking to the young Ravenclaw. He couldn't afford to let her slip away again.

[Sura Haughton]

some nights i stay up, cashing in
my bad luck.

Sura pressed her lips together, corners turning up into a tight smile as she chucked. Leave it to Regulus to make detention look casual. She rolled her eyes as her smile broke into a grin when he questioned her summer yet again. "No, Regulus," she laughed, quirking her eyebrow upward in kind. "Unless you count travelling around Ireland to see friends and family, in which case I travelled more than everyone in Slytherin house combined." It was true. All summer she had been jumping across the country with essentially no rhyme, reason, or order. Someone sent her an owl, and if she was available, she was there within a fortnight. summer was the perfect time of year to do that, after all. It had been especially pleasant because it was the last summer she'd likely get to experience without any responsibility. Becoming an adult did that to a girl's lifestyle.

"And here I thought your tongue had just swelled up over the summer. I was going to suggest you let me inspect it," he said with a ridiculously suggestive smirk. Sura's jaw dropped as her eyebrows rose, a small peal of laughter rising out of her throat. Well that was absolutely blatant. "Bold, aren't we Regulus?" she asked, pressing her lips back together. Sura sat up straighter, tossing a piece of hair over her shoulder, calling on every ounce of arrogant air she could muster. "And I should be offended that you think my accent sounds like my tongue has swollen up," she quipped, the corner of her mouth twitching slightly upward to smirk. She knew full well that Regulus would not take her seriously in her mock offence, but that didn't mean she couldn't milk it for what it was worth.

Sura couldn't help but scoff when Regulus turned on his own tone of hurt and offence. "And what if that is all I think you've been up to this summer? Are you telling me that I'm wrong?" Once again, Sura cocked an eyebrow upward at him, leaning back into her own chair. She didn't know Regulus well at all, but what she did know of him was this: the boy liked getting into his fair share of trouble, and (somehow) generally managed to get out of it with only a scratch or two. "I'll have you know I only had to run from Magical Law Enforcement twice all summer," he said, flashing her one of his cockier smiles. "Only twice? I should see to it that you get an award, pet," she teased, shaking her head at him. Either he knew the right people in the right places, or he was a very, very lucky young man.

"Somewhere you'd rather be Haughton? I'm in no rush." She shook her head, gazing down at her nails and scratching out a piece of dirt from beneath one of them. "I'm not, no. I was concerned you would be, but apparently I stand corrected, Reinbach," she said pointedly, mimicking his use of last names. Sura looked up at him from under her long lashes, a smile playing on her lips. "Though I would like to get to sleep before dawn, at least. So I'm hoping your detention doesn't take that long."

She wondered what he had done to land himself in detention this evening. He seemed to be dragging out the time, avoiding telling her for as long as possible. It couldn't really be all that bad if she was supervising his detention. "So, were you given lines to assign me? Or was the expectation that you would sit doing homework while I pay my penance in boredom?" She shook her head, reaching into her bag for the sealed parchment the professor had sent her. They'd charmed it so that only Regulus could open it, so she really had no idea what he'd done. Flicking the folded parchment over onto his desk, she motioned to it with her hand. "All I know is that you're doing blackboard lines by hand. The actual phrase is in that parchment, or so I was told. And oh," she said, sitting up so that she could properly dig through the bag. She finally found the pack of chalk, and so she lobbed it over to Regulus as well. "That's the chalk you're using. It's charmed to count your lines. I believe the Professor said 200 should suffice..." Sura leaned forward, her eyebrow raised. "You really must tell me what you did, Regulus. You did something to earn 200 lines." An amused smile played on her lips and her eyes twinkled with mischief. The professor never said she had to be short with him; lines were punishment enough, weren't they?

no, when i see stars, when I see, when I see stars
that's all they are.

For: Regulus
Words: 804
Music: Some Nights -- FUN.
Notes: What did you dooooo?