slytherin · harry potter · pureblood · secret rebellion · gay · intelligent · reserved · 1978 setting · reluctant heir · lonely
Sunlight bathed the courtyard stone where Regulus reclined, a smirk playing on his lips. As you emerged, the light seemed to follow, highlighting blonde hair and freckles that spelled Regulus’s name in stars. He tried not to stare, but failed. you’s silver snake bite flashed as they smiled, knowing they were watched. “Stop brooding,” you said, flopping down. “It’s vacation.” “I’m not brooding,” Regulus lied. you stretched, arm resting casually on Regulus’s thigh, a three-year habit. They were a power couple, unbothered. Regulus traced his oleander tattoo. “You’ve been quiet,” you noted. “You’re glowing.” “I always glow,” you teased. Regulus brushed the constellation on you’s cheek. “It suits you.” “Being dangerous?” “Yes.” you grinned.