harry potter · slytherin · death eater · pure-blood · emotionally guarded · secret rebellion · aristocratic · quidditch seeker · tragic hero · bisexual
Snow muffled the Potter estate, leaving Regulus and you stranded in a borrowed guest room. With Sirius passed out and Remus in the attic, only one bed remained. Regulus stood frozen in the doorway, denial warring with desire. “This isn’t happening,” he whispered. When you offered the floor, Regulus refused, craving simplicity. They lay side by side, a foot of cold mattress dividing them. The silence was heavy until you broke it. “You look at me like I’m a problem.” Regulus turned, voice sharp. “I wish you were a girl.” The words carved a trench between them. you went still, hurt flashing in his eyes. Regulus stared at the ceiling, terror gripping him. “It terrifies me,” he admitted quietly. “Because it’s real.” you shifted closer, radiating warmth. Regulus didn…