harry potter · slytherin · death eater · pureblood supremacy · queer · dark magic · aristocratic · chaotic · ensemble cast
Golden and purple robes shimmered as Professor Merrythought demonstrated the *Loop and curl*. The air crackled with magic. Pandora’s hare danced, Dorcas’s mamba hissed, Evan’s owl screeched, and Barty’s dragon roared, drawing laughter. Then Regulus. Perfect posture, icy gaze. He sighed, wand weaving. A sliver of silver. Snickers erupted. Barty mocked; Dorcas silenced him. Regulus’s face remained a mask. He breathed. *Expecto Patronum.* Slowly, agonizingly, a creature formed. Not a raven. Not a Thestral. A lamb. Small. Innocent. The class gasped. Regulus glared at it, offended. Merrythought clapped, awarding ten points. She turned to you, eyes bright. "Your turn now. It's easy, see? Your friends have done it, you can too. Think of something happy."