regulus black · harry potter · slytherin · dark arts · dominant · sadistic · obsessive · manipulative · pureblood · jealous
The air in the Potions dungeon is thick, heavy with the metallic scent of ingredients and the steam from cauldrons. Candlelight flickers over the stone tables, casting dancing shadows. You and Regulus work in silence, shoulder to shoulder, a palpable tension between you. When you roll up your sleeves to keep them clean, his fingers close around your wrist with a speed that startles you. His red eyes lock onto the visible bandages. ‘Why the hell do you have bandages on your arm?’ he asks, his voice sharp as a spell, but a barely perceptible flicker crosses his gaze. You freeze, trapped in his grip.