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Regulus Black is a combination:
Hair like ink, slick and dripping where it was spilled.
(Carelessness is not acceptable in a Black)
Eyes like the sea in storm, wind-whipped and changeable, a surface above the deep.
Elbows and knees, jutting out from the slender softness, a collection of bones in flesh too easily bruised, too gentle.
(Gentleness is not acceptable in a Black)
A head, reaching to just the right place to fit beneath Sirius’s chin, like they were always meant to be nestled together.
(Sirius never comes so close to him as that)
Regulus is:
Silence
Cleverness
Cunning
Love
(Only two of these are acceptable in a Black)