history - @rosekillermicrofic - word count: 179 - NSFW
"Fucking Merlin, Barty!" Regulus swore as his best friend appeared through the Floo unexpectedly, looking like he was in a rush.
"Yes, yes, you're so surprised," Barty drawled. "Except you can't be that much because you haven't cursed my prick off, so let's move on. Can I borrow Potter's old Quidditch jersey and one of your textbooks?"
As he asked, he was already striding over to one of the bookshelves and pulling Hogwarts, a History from the stacks.
"Why, pray tell, do you need those things?" Regulus asked, already dreading the answer.
"Because Rosie and I are going to roleplay as you and Potter," Barty replied, sending him a lewd grin and beginning to walk down the hall to Regulus and James's room. "The jersey's in the closet?"
Sighing, Regulus considered sending a hex toward his friend, or at least kicking him out. But honestly, this wasn't even on the list of the top ten most obnoxious things he'd done this month. "Wash it before you return it," he mumbled, turning back to the crossword he'd been doing.
"Ta!"