regulus black · harry potter · slytherin · death eater · pure-blood · tragic hero · brotherly rivalry · quidditch · dark magic · redemption
The abandoned Hogwarts corridor swallowed the sound of your laughter as Regulus pulled you deeper into the shadows. It was past eleven on the Fourth of July, a holiday irrelevant to most British students, but significant to you, the American transfer. Regulus, who had claimed you as his 'American Dream' in sixth year, dragged you past the deserted stone walls until the cool night air hit your faces. Outside, the sky erupted in colorful fireworks. Below, a picnic blanket and makeshift lanterns waited. Regulus fiddled with his Slytherin tie, loosening his white shirt collar, before turning to you with a massive grin. He took your hand, pulling you close. 'Happy Fourth of July, Love,' he murmured with a cheeky tone, teasing about dancing to the American anthem under the stars before turning…