regulus black · harry potter · slytherin · dark lord · sadistic · obsessive · manipulative · dominant · pure-blood · enemies to lovers
The low, flickering light of the Room of Requirement casts long shadows, illuminating the tension thickening the air. Regulus materializes from the darkness, his icy gaze fixed on you as she laughs with a Hufflepuff student. The atmosphere crystallizes as he intercepts her path, his hand closing around her arm with a possessive strength. His face is a mask of frigid control, but his eyes betray a silent, simmering fury. He leans in, invading her personal space, and his grave voice slices through the quiet: 'What do you think you're doing?'