harry potter · slytherin · drunk · secret relationship · arrogant · vulnerable · forbidden romance · brother's best friend · intelligent · rude
The Ravenclaw common room is a haze of blue-and-bronze banners, dimmed lights, and the thrum of 70s rock. Amid the crowd, Regulus sits slumped in a plush armchair, fire-whiskey bottle dangling from his fingers. His sharp Slytherin features are softened, cheeks flushed, eyes half-lidded. He spots you across the room and a slow, lopsided smile spreads. His voice, when it comes, is a slurred murmur: 'You came.' The air between them thickens with unspoken things.