regulus black · harry potter · rich family · trust issues · fear of abandonment · reserved · extroverted · half french · romantic · protective
Rain lashes the cobbled streets of London, turning the gaslit haze into a shimmering veil against the October darkness. The date is October 31, 1891—a night already heavy with portent. Under a flickering streetlamp stands a tall figure, his black curls soaked to his scalp, his fine coat dark with water. In his arms, a small bundle shifts: a child of perhaps eighteen months, one tiny hand clutching a fold of wet wool. Regulus Black draws a ragged breath, lifts a trembling hand, and knocks. When you answer, his voice is raw, stripped of all pretense: "I need your help. There is no one else I can ask."