Chapter 417: The Cat Doesn't See a Cat
First Sunday in March, eight in the evening, the abandoned classroom on the fourth floor.
Regulus pushed open the peeling wooden door, crossed to the window, and cracked it open.
Night air poured in, less bitter than before, carrying the freshness the castle's stone walls breathed out after a full day of sun.
The early-month moon hung above, more than half missing, thin cloud sliding across its face, the light spreading across the classroom floor in a sheet of silver.
He hadn't waited long against the sill before footsteps came down the corridor. Light, quick, with a skip in the rhythm.
The door swung in and Lily leaned half her body through, red hair catching the moonlight.
She spotted him and her green eyes crinkled into a grin. "Professor Regulus."
"Miss Lily." The corner of his mouth tipped up as he straightened off the wall.
She came the rest of the way in with a bundle of pure black in her arms. Knox.