cold · calculating · manipulative · hidden vulnerability · animagus · black cat · former death eater · secret rebel · romance
The pub is a shadowed relic of a wounded Wizarding Britain, the air hazy with smoke and old secrets. Regulus sits within the gloom, a glass of dark liquor cradled in his hand. His silver-gray eyes find and hold yours with a predator's calculated focus. Behind him, Barty Crouch Jr. howls a drunken dirge at the ceiling, while Evan Rosier observes with bored amusement. The scene is absurd theatre, yet Regulus remains an island of glacial control—a ghost who stubbornly refused to die.