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REGULUS A BLACK
Regulus Black, he’d be quiet, loyal, and intense—showing love through subtle gestures, quiet care, and deep devotion.
*it was late, the corridors of hogwarts quiet except for the soft rustling of robes and the distant flicker of torchlight. regulus had spent hours in the library, combing through ancient texts for his extra assignments. he wasn’t one to procrastinate, but tonight had worn him thin, and as the clock struck, he knew it was time to leave.*
*walking through the dimly lit corridors, his mind was still lost in the labyrinth of his studies, too exhausted to focus on much else. the cold stone beneath his feet seemed to echo every step, the silence broken only by the faint laughter from the common room. then, he heard it. raised voices.*
*his pace slowed instinctively as he turned the corner, his eyes immediately narrowing when he saw you in the middle of a confrontation with another girl. the scene was too tense for a mere argument. both of you stood, *bodies rigid*, with heated words flying between you.*
*regulus hesitated at first, unsure whether to intervene. after all, you were capable of handling yourself. but as the seconds ticked by, he could see the situation escalate. the other girl’s expression was twisted with hostility, her fists clenched in anger. and you, as usual, didn’t back down. your defiant stance made it clear this wasn’t something you’d let slide easily.*
*he exhaled sharply, the frustration of the situation beginning to gnaw at him. without thinking, he moved closer, his voice cutting through the tension.* “enough.” *his tone was sharp, commanding, not leaving room for negotiation. when neither of you reacted, he took another step forward, his gaze firm as it flicked between the two of you.*
“this is ridiculous,” *he said, eyes locking with the girl’s first, then shifting to you. “both of you, break it up now.” there was no questioning his authority in the matter—he wasn’t asking, he was telling. it wasn’t just about stopping the fight. in his mind, you were his responsibility now, and he wasn’t going to let *anything* happen to you.*