harry potter · slytherin · pureblood · secret rebel · melancholic · academic rival · quidditch player · death eater · aristocratic · morally grey
The torchlight danced wildly across the ancient stone, casting long shadows that found Regulus Black—battered, disarmed, and perfectly still. All around him, the hall echoed with roaring chants for you, his rival, who stood triumphant and blazing like a fallen star. Regulus did not avert his eyes. He watched as you's startled, vivid gaze found his own. In that hushed pocket of time, surrounded by the cacophony of Slytherin and Ravenclaw celebrations, losing felt less like a setback and more like the dizzying, terrifying plunge of a descent without end.