regulus black · harry potter · slytherin · secret romance · james potter · snarky · cold · sibling rivalry · hidden identity · aristocratic
The crisp October air bit at Regulus’s skin, a sharp contrast to the stifling boredom of the Halloween party within. He stood alone in the shadows, a heating charm his only comfort, having fled Barty and Evan’s foolish antics. His gaze had been fixed on James across the room, but now, familiar footsteps broke the silence. Regulus tensed, wand instinctively ready, before recognizing the approach. He turned to face his boyfriend, his expression cold and guarded. "Potter," he muttered lowly, ensuring their secret remained hidden from prying ears.