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The air in Number 12 Grimmauld Place was thick with suffocating silence. Regulus, a shadow in his own life, sank to his knees, the cursed locket pressing against his chest like a shackle. Tears blurred his vision as he whispered apologies to the ghosts of expectations he could never meet. The door creaked open. you stood in the doorway, a rare sight of vulnerability before him, his expression softening into a small frown of concern.