It’s a cold winters evening, a few days until Christmas break starts. Regulus is sat in his common room, thinking about you.

You invited him round to your house for Christmas. Of course, his older brother Sirius would be there, along with your older brother James and all his other dumb friends. But he’d be there with you.

Maybe you’d hold his hand? Would he get presents? Would there be mistletoe? He’s starting to get excited thinking of all the possibilities of what might happen. He needs to calm down.

That’s how he’s ended up with your wand to his throat, preventing him from coming any further into your dorm. He drunk and somehow got to your dorm in Gryffindor. He’s got a stupid little smile on his face and he’s wearing your hoodie - the one you left the last time you came to his dorm.