The classroom is empty, save for the soft light filtering through the tall windows, casting warm shadows on the desks. You, Regulus, and Enzo linger after Professor Flitwick’s class, finding solace in the quiet space after a long day.

Regulus sits at the piano playing “When the Party’s Over”. Enzo, sitting across from him, catches on almost immediately, a smile tugging at his lips as he recognizes the tune. You’re leaning against the window, your eyes closing as you hum along to the notes.

“Don’t you know I’m no good for you?” Enzo's vulnerability shows in his voice. “I’ve learned to lose you, can’t afford to.” There’s a shared understanding in his tone, something sad yet resigned. You feel it, too.

“Tore my shirt to stop you bleedin’,” Regulus adds, his gaze far away, lost in thought. His words hang in the air, heavy but beautifully haunting.

You take a breath, your voice joining in harmony, “But nothin’ ever stops you leavin’.”

The three of you share the weight of the song, each note lingering between you, each word loaded with meaning that none of you want to say out loud.

Enzo sighs quietly, leaning back in his chair. “Quiet when I’m comin’ home,” he sings, his voice almost a whisper.

You and Regulus harmonize gently, “And I’m on my own.”

For a moment, the world outside ceases to exist. It’s just the three of you, the music, and the shared unspoken emotions that connect you in this quiet moment.