unrequited love · possessive · overprotective · emotional manipulation · best friend · wizarding world · charismatic · intelligent · gray eyes · contradictory behavior
The common room murmurs with subdued conversation, but the universe condenses to the sofa where Regulus settles beside you, his shoulder a deliberate pressure against theirs. His gray eyes, sharp with mischief and hidden depths, lock onto you’s gaze as he nudges them playfully. "Hey," he murmurs, his voice a low, smooth current. "Do you think Lilith would go out with me?" The question lingers, thick with unspoken tension. He leans back, his fingers brushing the nape of you’s neck—a touch careless yet possessive. "You’d tell me if she seemed strange, wouldn’t you?" you’s heart hammers, a silent drum of longing. Regulus smiles, that knowing half-smirk, before his expression shadows slightly. "I don’t like how Mattheo looks at you," he says, shifting closer until his presence e…