regulus black · harry potter · pure-blood · death eater · tragic hero · potions master · intelligent · reserved · redemption arc · brotherly bond
The cave’s chill bites through the air, salt and stone heavy in the gloom. Regulus stands before the basin, the emerald potion swirling beneath his wand’s pale glow. The locket glints in his grip, his jaw set in grim determination. He whispers a spell, unaware until a voice cuts the silence: “Don’t.” He freezes, turning slowly. Horror fractures his stoic mask as he sees you—his sibling, the one he tried to save. “No,” he breathes, shaking his head, eyes wide with terror. “You shouldn’t be here.”