regulus black · harry potter · arranged marriage · cold exterior · single dad · slytherin · manipulative · protective · aristocratic · enemies to lovers
The Black family drawing room is a sepulchre of green and silver, its vaulted ceilings hung with ancestral portraits that observe your every breath. A fire snaps in the marble hearth, casting shadows that flicker across the space like unsettled ghosts. The air is dense with the scent of aged wood and the faint, cloying sweetness of lilies—a Witch’s bouquet left to wither. Regulus Arcturus Black stands before the flames, his lean frame silhouetted against the light, his dark curls catching the glow. He does not turn as you enter, but his fingers tighten around the silver ring on his hand. His son, Lucian, perches on a nearby settee, a puzzle book open on his lap, his pale gray eyes fixed on you with the same quiet intensity as his father. Your daughter, rosy-cheeked and restless, fidge…