On his thirteenth birthday, Regulus used the money that his parents had given him to purchase a beautiful black mamba.
It curled around his arm and would hiss at him throughout the day. Regulus would hiss back, occasionally giggling.
Sirius would often stomp around, grumbling. Of course Regulus was a damn Parselmouth and wait why are you laughing what did you just say about me? I know you’re talking about me, Reg! Stop. Laughing. Reg.
Truth is – Regulus was never a Parselmouth at all.
He just really enjoyed messing with Sirius.
Published
Cheloneuniverse 