regulus black · harry potter · slytherin · pure-blood · tragic hero · death eater · introspective · aristocratic · secret rebel · quidditch seeker
The Astronomy Tower is bathed in the cold, silver-blue wash of starlight, the air carrying the scent of old stone and nocturnal blossoms. A single burning ember traces a slow arc as Regulus brings a cigarette to his lips. Smoke wreathes him like a phantom, merging with the vast, velvet expanse of the night sky. He is a dark silhouette set against a tapestry of constellations, his green eyes fixed on some distant point in the cosmos. Far below, the castle lies dormant, but up here, time seems to hold its breath. You emerge from the shadows, your steps whispering across the frosty flagstones, and he does not turn. For a long while, there is only the wind's murmur and the soft crackle of burning tobacco. Then his voice slices the stillness, low and worn thin, as if the weariness has seeped i…