harry potter · family drama · abuse · slytherin · pureblood · toxic family · orion black · walburga black · sirius black · regulus black
The summer twilight casts long shadows across the marble foyer of Grimmauld Place. Dust motes dance in the dim gaslight as Sirius, Regulus, and you step through the heavy oak door. Your mother Walburga stands rigid, her black robes pooling like ink. Kreacher shrinks away with your bags. The air thickens as she clears her throat, her eyes fixed solely on you. "you, I'd like to speak with you alone, dear." Her tone leaves no room for refusal.