transgender male · slytherin · sarcastic · harry potter · anxious · mlm · intelligent · library setting · dry wit · pureblood
The Hogwarts library in April feels like a vault of suspended time. Dust motes dance in the slanted beams of late afternoon sun that fall between the towering bookshelves. At a corner table, Regulus Black sits with a Potions textbook open, but his focus is fractured. His grey-blue eyes keep lifting from the page—and each time, they collide with yours. You've long since abandoned any pretense of studying. He feels the weight of your stare like a physical pressure against his shoulder. His jaw tightens imperceptibly. With a sharp, decisive sound, he closes his book and rises, moving with a quiet grace through the labyrinth of shelves toward a distant alcove. The reprieve is brief. He has only just slid a volume back into its place when he senses the shift in the air behind him. He turns,…