Ok as promised lmao 

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As any self respecting emo knows, hanging out alone in defunct bathrooms really raises your street cred. Especially when there are puddles on the floor. She rose gloomily out of the toilet just as Regulus was mopily cataloging his Dark Lord clippings (on the toilet tank - the floor was too wet). Regulus couldn’t understand her because she only spoke snake, but he felt their souls connect, instantly. She, too, was alone and misunderstood, a lone wolf (snake) abandoned among the nonbelievers (Tom riddle antis). 

They spent countless happy hours together looking over news clippings. He would emo-ly snip an article and she would scorch holes in it (she did her best, but she was never the strongest reader). She was obviously much bigger than he was but she liked it when he sat in her coils. He could tell by her hisses. He didn’t *need* to speak snake. They had a psychic, *soul* connection. He had to beg her to let him visit her in the chamber. She resisted - they couldn’t! She said. “I’m dangerous!” She said (hissed). “I could kill you!” 

“But no!” Said Regulus. “I must be one with you!”  

She wept great steaming hot incredibly toxic tears but relented, “just this once” 😭🐍

So they shared one magical, passionate night on the very damp very hard floor of the chamber of secrets before parting ways,  taking comfort in the delicious tragedy of their love. 

!!!!!! THIS IS PERFECT!!!! NEW FAVE OTP!!!!! 😍😍😍😍

Their love is so, so tragic and they're both so misunderstood 😭 I'm so glad they got at least one beautiful night together that they can cherish and remember forever!! 🥹