Owl Post meme, a bit late, sorry sorry.

[madam_rosmerta]

OWL MAIL Wizards might not text with a mobile phone all that often, but they do have other methods of communication available when it comes to a quick chat with their mates (or enemies) at any hour of the day. Post your characters, name, and preferences in the title area. You can include a generic starter if you want, or just post a blank. Anything goes. 1. OWL MAIL This might be a little slow for quicker chats, especially if you're close by, but it's good to give the bird some exercise! 2. FIRE CALL Just pop your head into that fire and chat away. Probably not recommended for drunken calls. 3. ENCHANTED MIRROR Those little reflective surfaces that show your friend's face whenever you might need to tell them something. Maybe you can enchant them to connect to any reflective surface around your chosen contact? (Maybe not the bathroom...) 4. HOWLERS Ever received one? It's supposed to be absolutely horrible. 5. OTHER MAGICAL COMMUNICATION The ones above are hardly the only way wizards can reach out to each other for a quick chat. Feel free to invent new items or use something like enchanted notebooks that you write in and the other sees the text at their end. You could also use flying letters, talking portraits, or, well, cellphones, if you will.

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Regulus Arcturus Black | Harry Potter

[grayblack]

[furtherblack]

Regulus,
How was your evening with the Malfoys last night? Did you enjoy the party?

Your father,
Orion Black

[grayblack]

Father,

Hearing from you today is more enjoyable than any conversation with Lucius Malfoy I did, it was a very successful evening for the Malfoys. I'm afraid I took up too much of the hostess' time, but I hadn't had the chance to speak to Narcissa since her wedding and we grew rather sidetracked. She's well, and sends greetings to you and Mother.

Sirius almost got into a fight nearly punched the host had a less enjoyable time, I believe, but he left early for some reason.

Your devoted son,
Regulus Arcturus Black

[furtherblack]

Regulus,

Your mother and I thank her for her wishes and send our regards to her and her fresh husband. How do you find Lucius Malfoy? Is he a worthy match for your cousin?

Your brother hasn't returned home, either. I suppose he's found his way to some rathole on the way. Never you mind, you stay as long as you are welcome and you wish to remain in the Malfoy manor.

Speaking of weddings. Did you meet anyone who pleased your eye?

Sincerely, your father,
Orion Black

[ This letter will come with a hint of warding, just for the eyes of the Blacks. ]

[grayblack]

[Given his father's protections, Regulus has no qualms casting the same wards on his parchment. He can speak more freely now.]

Father,

I have nothing but respect for the Malfoy name, of course, and so it dismays me to say I believe she could have found a better. Lucius Malfoy is somewhat distressingly occupied with wealth, to the point that it lends his status a rather unsteady air. This is, of course, only on brief observation and I share this only out of concern for my cousin's future status. But she does seem happy enough with him.

I don't wish to overstay my welcome and will take my cues from my hosts, but Malfoy Manor may well become a destination for a dozen or so guests at a time. Certainly there are still many here now, if there is anyone you had hoped particularly I might speak to.

In answer to your last question, regrettably not yet, but I blame myself for spending the majority of the evening in conversation with the hosts rather than circulating. If the opportunity arises, I'm certain Narcissa would be happy to arrange introductions.

Your obedient son,
Regulus Arcturus Black

[furtherblack]

Regulus,

I regret to hear that about the Malfoy boy. But I'm glad to hear you recognise the lack in his character and will aspire to have less of those same characteristics. It is a sensible match for her. Perhaps you should encourage your cousin to act as a stabilising force in their marriage. The Malfoys are a good pureblood family even if their current heir leaves something to be desired.

If you have the opportunity, and perhaps inclination, you should look into creating as many connections as you can. Even below your own status. Sometimes talent is more desirable than family name. With reason, however, as you might understand. I doubt that the Malfoys associate with rubble or blood traitors but keep your eyes open.

It might not be quite the time for you to settle down just yet but it doesn't hurt to look around. If she would be agreeable, you should take the opportunity to have her introduce you to the Greengrasses at least. I will make necessary inquiries if someone happens to catch your eye.

Sincerely, your father,
Orion Black

[ About those wards, they will happen again. Let's have a private discussion, like only is proper. ]

[grayblack]

Father,

As you advised, I waited for an appropriate moment to offer my advice. I had feared Narcissa would be angry with me, but she seemed grateful for it, especially when I mentioned the suggestion had originally come from you. Lucius is not unpleasant company, and I have little doubt Narcissa will manage him with her usual poise.

Our conversation extended to introductions, and I have made the acquaintance of the Greengrasses as you suggested. I found them quiet but charming, and in truth, somewhat restful. Cousin Bellatrix and her new husband Rodolphus have arrived, as well as Rodolphus' cousin Rabastan. The three of them appeared unannounced, much to the surprise of everyone present, and I think 'strong-willed' does not do them justice.

Your skeptical son,
Regulus Arcturus Black

[impulsivecontrol]

quick--tell me how far you've got that stick shoved up your arse, littlest brother. i need to know the exact measurements for a bet.

[grayblack]

What makes you think I would want to help you WIN a bet?

And I'm your only brother, I think specifying 'littlest' is unnecessary.

[impulsivecontrol]

because it's either me or james who wins, and your loyalties should fall toward me.

duh.

also shuddup.

the answer, if you will, littlest black.

[grayblack]

Tactical error, now I have every incentive to keep the answer to myself indefinitely and leave you guessing, don't I?

This must be why you're a Gryffindor, no sense of strategy.

[impulsivecontrol]

sigh

know that what comes next is because you've forced my hand. and that i offer the olive branch to spare you from the indecencies of it all.

last chance, for i am a brave and benevolent lion with all the strategy that you're too blind to see, vile serpent!!

[grayblack]

Nothing is going to come next, leave me out of your horrible little bets with your horrible friends you mangy lion!

[impulsivecontrol]

WAR, he says. alright then, my hand has been forced. try to remember that you've brought this upon yourself, littlest brother, when the wrath of the almighty sirius black falls upon your unsuspecting head.

[ or when your ass gets pinned to the ground and a spit covered finger gets shoved in your ear... he's coming for you, reggie!]

[grayblack]

[what no

You stay away from him you hideous thing]

I'm not stupid enough to be unsuspecting when you've already threatened me, idiot.

[impulsivecontrol]

[ do you feel that chill in the air? the feeling of dread creeping up your spine?

he's nearly there... ]

but do you know when i'll be there? are you looking over your shoulder right now? you should be paranoid, midget.

[grayblack]

[He IS paranoid now, he IS looking over his shoulder right now, and hating every moment of it, thanks big bro you're the worst]

Isn't there someone else your lot should be persecuting? Hasn't Severus Snape done anything to annoy you lately, I saw him breathing and existing in a corner just this morning.

[impulsivecontrol]

[ mission accomplished. why, he might as well wipe his hands clean and call it a day. ]

snivellus'll get what's coming to him.

[ the message will cut off with that. but a few moments later, there'll be a body ramming into yours, reggie, and a wet finger being crammed into your ear. nice and sloppy with spit. oh, and don't forget the bellowed warcry: ]

NINJA!

[grayblack]

[He is, of course, in the middle of writing a reply, which is exactly where Sirius wants him because as paranoid as he is, it isn't paranoid ENOUGH. There's an unholy screech as Regulus hits the ground and tries, uselessly, to squirm away from the HORRIBLE FINGER.

He isn't above scratching, or punching, or even biting, but Sirius is an expert at pinning down helpless unsuspecting little brothers and he can't get the leverage to do anything but yell.]

Sirius, you utter utter bastard, get off me, you're disgusting!

god i can't even apologize for this thread i'm too busy ugly laughing at it

[impulsivecontrol]

[ A bark of laughter echoes throughout the room as Sirius presses all his weight against his little brother. Oh, want that spit covered finger wiggling? It does. It wiggles and wiggles, all wet and spitty like, until he can't shove it in any further. ]

Whazzat? Can't hear you over your nasty serpent-like vitriol. What would mother and father say to the words coming out of their baby boy's mouth? So unfit for one from the noble house of Black!

[ More weight pressing down. ]

Tell me what I came for, you booger!

apologize for NOTHING, MAKE HIM SUFFER

[grayblack]

[DISGUSTING who RAISED you why are you LIKE this?? There's a lot of thrashing, Sirius, are you ready for this level of thrashing? Are you ready for this VOLUME of YELLING?]

Never, you horrible scab!

[There's kicking now, and he's saving his breath for fighting, he might be making progress at getting an arm free that he can use to start trying to punch at his brother's stupid face.]

[impulsivecontrol]

[ The Black household did, dontchaknow!? He is so ready for the unholy screeching and the thrashing, alright. He ate a full breakfast in preparation for this faceoff. ]

Tell me, or your hair gets it, you cum bubble!!

[ Try to punch him. He's already sunk a hand into that pretty Black hair you've got, baby brother. And he'll have no problem with biting any limb that comes too near his face. Chomp chomp! ]

[grayblack]

[What about elbows coming near his prettyboy face, how does he feel about those, because Regulus is trying his hardest to jab an elbow into Sirius' eye, or up his nose, or into HIS EAR OR SOMETHING]

Get off me right now, filth, I'm not a part of your stupid Gryffindor stunts and I never will be!

[And on will he heaves and thrashes and gets half-out from beneath the pinning body, not quite free since Sirius is yanking on his HAIR.]

Let my hair go, you CHILD!

[impulsivecontrol]

Your snake friends teach you that liner? Calling your blood filth? [ He yanks on that pretty hair. Hard. ] 's not a Gryffindor stunt!

[ And hey, excuse you, little brother. Bumping him in the jaw by the elbow, making him see white. Rude. Filth, is he? Ruder. ]

Merlin's saggy balls, there really is a stick shoved up your arse, isn't there?

[grayblack]

Isn't—ow! Isn't everything you do a Gryffindor stunt?

[Yes, yes he is, coming in and tackling Regulus in the courtyard, rolling them around on the dirty paving stones, they're attracting a crowd and this is humiliating and Regulus is rapidly losing what little sense of humor he'd had about it.

He's got that hand around Sirius' wrist now, trying to relieve the burning of his hair being pulled, squeezing, let go let go let go]

If there was, I'd take it out just to beat you with it—ow, muggle-fucker, that hurts!