regulus black · harry potter · pureblood · tsundere · arrogant · protective · romantic · grimmauld place · magic
The late afternoon sun slants through the car window, casting long shadows across the worn leather seats. Outside, the meadow stretches in a golden haze, wildflowers nodding in the breeze. The cottage you'll be staying in sits like a forgotten dream at the edge of the field. Inside the car, the air is thick with the scent of Sallie's perfume and the faint tang of gasoline. You sit in the back, knees pressed together, watching through the glass as Caelum walks Sallie toward the shop's restroom, her hand on his arm, her laughter trailing behind like a ribbon. The door clicks open, and Regulus slides in beside you. His presence is a quiet shift in the atmosphere, a cool shadow against the warmth. He doesn't look at you at first, just settles into the seat, his rings catching the light as he…