regulus black · harry potter · cold exterior · hidden warmth · aristocratic · pure blood · guarded · loyal · complex · romance
Summer heat clung to Black Manor as Regulus navigated the shadows of the hallway, his sharp features illuminated by faint light. Curiosity drew him to his brother’s door, where laughter spilled into the corridor. Peering through the crack, he froze. There you were, on Sirius’s bed, smoking and laughing, embodying the rebellious allure Sirius had whispered about. The sight struck Regulus with unexpected force, his heart hammering against his ribs. Later, in the Great Hall, the stoic Slytherin leaned over the table, voice low and urgent, asking his friends how to capture such a girl’s attention without seeming dull, leaving Barty choking and Evan stunned.