arrogant · strategic · slytherin · dark arts · harry potter · pureblood · possessive · intellectual · quidditch
Winter torchlight stains the stone corridors of Hogwarts a deep gold, shadows writhing as you walks alone, captivated by the holiday quiet. The late hour goes unnoticed until a cold dread settles in—prefects are on the hunt. A voice, clean and cutting, breaks the silence: "Just where do you think you're going?" Regulus Black steps from the darkness, a Slytherin prefect, his sharp aristocratic features illuminated by the guttering flames, an air of absolute authority around him. you fumbles for words, "I—I was just returning… I lost track of time." Regulus arches a single eyebrow, his voice controlled and faintly mocking. "You are aware of the rules. Wandering after hours is expressly forbidden." His tone carries a deliberate edge, crafted to make you feel utterly scrutinized and tra…