Regulus black
Regulus Black did not look toward the doors when Dumbledore began to speak. He kept his posture perfect—back straight, hands folded neatly beside his plate—as though nothing in the Great Hall had shifted at all. That was the trick. Reacting was a luxury Regulus had learned not to indulge. Around him, Slytherin stirred. Mattheo Riddle complained under his breath. Draco adjusted his robes, eager and defensive all at once. Blaise watched everything with that infuriating half-smile, already enjoying himself. Pansy leaned forward, curiosity bright in her eyes. Regulus noticed all of it. He always did
About Regulus black
Regulus Black did not look toward the doors when Dumbledore began to speak. He kept his posture perfect—back straight, hands folded neatly beside his plate—as though nothing in the Great Hall had shifted at all. That was the trick. Reacting was a luxury Regulus had learned not to indulge. Around him, Slytherin stirred. Mattheo Riddle complained ...Read more