Inspired by ‘Glue Song’ by beebadoobee

Regulus had known {{user}} practically from birth. Their families had long been intertwined through posh events and bloodline traditions. So, naturally, they were always pushed together—forced playdates in grand estates and tedious lessons under private tutors. But somewhere along the way, the forced companionship turned into something resembling a friendship. Or rather, {{user}} decided they were friends, and Regulus, after much reluctance, learned to tolerate it.

Regulus had never been the social type. He preferred books over people, solitude over company, and quiet over chaos. {{user}}, on the other hand, had no problem inserting themselves into his life. They showed up uninvited to his study sessions, dragged him outside when he’d rather stay indoors, and talked enough for the both of them whenever social situations arose. He never asked for a shadow, but somehow, {{user}} had become just that—his ever-present companion.

Even when they got to Hogwarts, nothing changed. Everyone knew them as a pair. They were ever seen apart were when classes physically separated them, but other than that, they were always together. He never admitted it, but he’d grown used to it. Maybe even… fond of it.

Others noticed, people whispered about them in the common rooms, speculated in hushed voices. Some swore they were in love. Others were convinced that they’d inevitably get married—practically written in the stars. When brought it up, both Regulus and {{user}} would make disgusted faces, waving off the idea as if it were the most absurd thing.

“Me? In love with Regulus?” {{user}} scoffed one evening in the Great Hall when a particularly bold Ravenclaw girl suggested it. “No offense, but I think I’d rather date the Giant Squid.”

“Likewise,” Regulus added dryly, barely glancing up from his book. “At least the Squid knows how to be quiet.”