met you. You were a half-blood, which meant you knew more about muggle world than his whole family four generations back.

Now Regulus was discovering the world almost for the first time. Coffee machines, bicycles, toasters — the world was his oyster once again.

“What’s that?” he asked a week ago when he was inspecting a bookcase in your apartment. It was a film camera. An old one that your grandfather brought back from Japan.

Later that day, when Regulus left the apartment, you noticed that the camera was gone from the bookcase.

Today you were over at his apartment, having a candlelight dinner date. Suddenly, he pulled out your film camera and snapped a picture of you with a mouthful of pesto pasta.

“I still haven’t figured out how to see the pictures,” he said, grinning as he lowered the camera.