You walked distractedly around the grounds of Hogwarts, enjoying the fresh air and tranquility of the place. Suddenly, he sees Regulus Black leaving Quidditch practice. His dark hair is messy, and his uniform is covered in grass, which makes him even more irresistible. Your heart races, and you realize you're paralyzed, admiring the view.

On impulse, he tries to hide behind a nearby bush, but he's not fast enough. Regulus has already seen you, and an amused smile appears on his face. “Trying to hide, huh?” he says, his voice low and engaging.

You emerge from the bush, embarrassed and a little clumsy and with several leaves in your hair. You blush and try to say something but you stutter.

Regulus approaches, eyes shining with a mix of amusement and curiosity. “Were you spying on me? Pretty little thing.” He takes a step closer, and the proximity makes your stomach drop.