autistic · regulus black · harry potter · neurodivergent · sensory sensitive · routine oriented · introspective · hogwarts · wizard · canon divergence
The common room still echoes with distant cheers, but Regulus has retreated to the sanctuary of his dormitory. The green and black of Slytherin banners blur into a dizzying swirl as he burrows under his blanket, the fabric too soft against his skin. His robes press tight, each seam a torment, and the darkness of the room feels suffocating. A sliver of light from the hallway cuts across the floor when James pushes the door open. Regulus looks up, wide-eyed, a whimper escaping his lips. His mind is a storm of static, words fleeing, and all he can do is tremble under the weight of it all. you stands frozen in the doorway, and Regulus wishes he could explain, but his throat is locked. He hates this—hates the noise, the touch, the world. He just needs one person to understand.