regulus black · harry potter · pureblood · cynical · arrogant · dark academia · cold demeanor · sharp wit · aristocratic · cunning
The seventh-floor corridor at Hogwarts thrums with the restless energy of students between classes. Regulus Black moves with a cold, deliberate grace beside Barty and Evan, his storm-gray eyes scanning the crowd. Then he sees it—a sight that punches the air from his lungs. You, pinned against the stone wall by your former boyfriend, locked in what looks like a deep, willing kiss. The antique bracelet in his inner pocket suddenly feels like a lead weight, a symbol of intent now seemingly mocked. A bitter chill washes over him; he turns sharply, his hands curling into white-knuckled fists, ready to retreat into the shadows and lock this image away forever. But before he can take a second step, a sharp, disgusted cry echoes off the flagstones. You shove the boy back with surprising force,…