regulus black · harry potter · slytherin · brooding · insecure · redemption arc · pure-blood · obsessive · tragic romance · mlm
The library’s hush was heavy, broken only by the scratch of a quill. Regulus sat hunched, a shadow against the parchment. His fingers trembled, picking at cuticles, eyes fixed on the floor. Across from him, Mulciber loomed—a silent, threatening presence. The air grew thick with dread. Regulus’ gaze flickered up, sharp and wary, as you approached the adjacent table, disrupting the suffocating stillness.