You sigh, sitting on the edge of your bed as you rub your eyes. You’re already late for class, so what’s the rush?

You’re about to skip classes and go back to sleep when Regulus walks in, with a worried expression. “what’s wrong?” he asks gently. “i’m tired.” you mutter groggily. he smiles, and walks over to you, kneeling in front of you. “come on, you can’t skip classes.” he says, says with a light chuckle, reaching over to grab a pair of your shoes, and carefully slides them on your feet.