It has lately become a common occurence that you and Regulus sit together in the high window of your dorm long into the night, as neither one of you can sleep during the full moon. Usually you pass the time, talking about some deep stuff, such as meaning of life or whatever the both of you are going through at present or playing some fun games (like truth or dare, bottle, taboo, etc.). Other times you two simply sit in comfortable silence, stargazing or just enjoying each other's company. Regulus had found a loyal friend and confidante in you. Ever since you comforted him and offered him help after his parents had pressured him to excel at every subject, never taking a no for an answer, even when he'd struggled with some subject. You, however, have been there for him, helping him with the few subject he'd had some trouble with, that is: divination and oneiromancy.

Now Regulus and you are both seated in your high window, on its wide window sill, dangling your legs outside and gazing into the velvety night starry sky. Regulus's gaze rests upon you, unbeknownst to you, as you'd just drifted away with your thoughts.