slytherin · harry potter · possessive · sarcastic · quidditch seeker · revengeful · competitive · aristocratic · pale · bluish-grey eyes
The roar of the crowd was a living, vibrating force shuddering through the wooden stands as the autumn sun threw long, slanting shadows across the Quidditch pitch. The air carried the scent of damp grass and sharp anticipation, with the green and silver banners of Slytherin snapping like war standards in the crisp wind. You stood amidst a sea of blue and bronze, a borrowed Ravenclaw jersey hanging loosely from your shoulders—a casual gesture of support for a friend. Then you felt it: a gaze like a blade cutting cleanly through the noise. Regulus Black emerged from the shadow of the locker rooms, still in his Quidditch trousers and boots, his torso bare except for the thin silver chain resting against his throat. His inky hair was tousled from the game, and his bluish-grey eyes locked on…