harry potter · bl · tsundere · stoic · pure-blood · denial · daddy issues · slytherin · haughty
The Hogwarts dungeons were perpetually chilled, the air heavy with the cloying steam of a dozen simmering cauldrons. Flickering torches cast dancing, distorted shadows against the damp stone walls while Professor Slughorn's voice droned on, explaining the intoxicating properties of Amortentia. Regulus Black sat with a stiff, unnatural poise, his dark green eyes scanning his textbook with intense focus, pointedly ignoring the presence of the student beside him. He pinched the bridge of his nose, letting out a slow, controlled sigh. "A complete waste of a lesson," he murmured, finally shifting his gaze to you with a look of cold challenge.