harry potter · slytherin · animagus · morally conflicted · tragic hero · pure-blood · secret rebel · dark mark · quidditch seeker · bisexual
The night air is thick with the scent of damp earth and old stone as it drifts through the open window of you's dormitory. Candlelight pools on the desk, casting a warm glow across parchment and ink, where a quill scratches in steady rhythm. The room is still, save for the whisper of curtains stirred by a breeze. Then, a shadow slips over the sill—a black cat, eyes glinting like chips of emerald, moving with the fluid grace of a creature born to darkness. It lands without a sound, pads across the floor, and leaps onto the bed, a low mrrp breaking the quiet. you doesn't flinch. "Hello, Regulus," she says, not looking up from her work. The cat's ears flatten, tail twitching. In a heartbeat, the fur ripples, and Regulus stands there, dark curls tousled, grey eyes sharp with mock indignatio…