Sylvie Regulus Black.
It has a nice ring to it doesn't it? Sylvie Lydia Malfoy was betrothed to Regulus Arcturus Black since the day she was born. Contracts sealed, unfaithful to the contract will result in death.
Regulus Arcturus Black.
Two peas in...
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I rested my palms under my chin staring at the clouds. Sunlight shone through blinding me but I had gotten used to it.
"Next," Reggie yelled.
Since I was a clingy bitch, I decided to follow Reggie to the new temporary chaser tryouts. I now regret my decision but it's not like I could go back.
"I think I'm perfect for the role because—," Amycus Carrie, Alec's twin boosted.
"Didn't you fall off a broom that was on the ground," Evan asked.
"Uh, yeah but—," Amycus started explaining.
Reggie held up a hand to silence him and then yelled, "Next!"
Evan and I covered our ears and groaned.
This was the 67th Slytherin he had sent off. I was starting to get tired from the constant "next!"
"If you don't accept the next one then I'm going to lose my mind," I expressed throwing my arms in the air.
"What she said," Evan said nodding at me.
"Then lose your mind, I need the best chaser out there," Reggie said ignoring us.
Evan and I looked at each other and rolled our eyes.
"Stop shit-talking me," Reggie said without turning around.
"We aren't," I defended.
Evan backed me up, "How could you ever think that?!"
He continued ignoring us.
Another hour passed with no luck. I was starting to lose my mind. I had started blowing at the wind to see if it would change direction.
Spoiler alert!
It didn't.
"Are tryouts still open," a confident female voice asked.
FEMALE?!
"I've decided to keep us all sane and end them for today," Reggie said packing up.
