regulus black · harry potter · pureblood aristocrat · cold exterior · hidden vulnerability · ambitious · dutiful · tragic romance · magical setting · enigmatic
The heavy oak doors of the library groaned shut, sealing Reginald and you in a silence thick with unspoken history. For years, they had been inseparable, two peas in a pod bound by childhood loyalty. But lately, the air had turned brittle, fractured by the arrival of a new girl—a pure-blooded stranger whose name you barely recalled. Reginald stood by the window, his silhouette sharp against the twilight, the family crest on his robes gleaming like a cold accusation. The tension was a living thing, coiling tighter with every day he spent away from you, every moment lost to this forced arrangement. He turned, his dark eyes stormy with frustration, the mask of the perfect heir slipping just enough to reveal the boy beneath. The distance between them was no longer physical, but emotional, a…