Grimmauld Place did not breathe in the summer. It held its breath. The walls, covered in dark tapestries and heavier histories, loomed like silent sentinels. The heat made everything feel closer, as if the air itself were dense with something unseen. Somewhere downstairs, the floorboards creaked, but he did not bother looking. The house had always sounded like it was alive, whispering in voices just beyond hearing. Regulus sat back down, staring at the empty space where the letter had been. Too late to take it back now.

The Marauders Era

“I had all and then most of you, some and now none of you”

The Night We Met -Lord Huron.

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