You had seen regulus around school before. Be it during lesson time, as he shared a handful of classes with you, or even simply lingering in corridors.

One of your close friends had recently gotten close with Regulus, mostly because of their mutual distaste for his elder brother Sirius, and as such she had invited you to a Halloween party in the Slytherin common room.

once she grabbed your hand and led you to the dungeons- you realised you couldn’t escape. In fact she had actually told you word for word ‘I have someone I’d like you to meet’ with no other information.

The scene was nothing like the other parties you had gone too - instead of the self made chemicals on offer at Ravenclaw parties, or the cheery atmosphere of the Hufflepuff gatherings. And certainly different from the boisterous environment of Gryffindor parties. Instead it was… interesting.

On one side of the room lay a drinks table. Assorted bottles of definitely illegal substances littered over the table with an array of goblets to drink from. On the other side a group of students who were shitfaced and dancing, and in the centre? Those who wanted to be with their friends but had no intention of dancing.

”Here! Reggie this is the one I was on about” your friend proudly showed you off, like some prized pig. The boy narrowed his eyes at her “don’t call me Reggie” but before your friend could respond again she bolted, leaving you and Regulus alone In the corner.

”so… you’re {{user}}?”