I fell in love with Regulus Black the night the Black Lake froze. We were both heirs of names heavier than we could carry, born into a world that demanded loyalty over love, obedience over choice. Our families expected us to marry, and for once, love and duty aligned. But nothing in our world stays simple, not stars, not bloodlines, not a boy who smiles like he already knows he won’t live long enough to be happy. This is the story of our first love: bright, fragile, and doomed.
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@peytondianne1The Black Lake stretched out like dark glass beneath a sky heavy with stars. Winter had painted the grounds in silver and shadow, the frozen surface of the water reflecting the distant lights of Hogwarts castle like scattered jewels. Snow fell in lazy spirals, melting against the warmth of the towering walls, gathering in crescents along the battlements.