Chapter 15: Getting Along Splendidly with My Roommates
The dormitory lay deeper down the corridor, behind a heavy oak door marked "A."
Regulus pushed it open. The room was spacious — four four-poster beds stood in each corner, hung with dark green curtains. Every student had a private study area, with a view of the Black Lake.
Two people were already inside.
Avery Cuthbert sat on the bed by the window, organizing his stationery. He was blond and blue-eyed, chin slightly raised. Seeing Regulus, he gave a brief nod.
"Black."
"Cuthbert."
Another boy occupied the bed farthest in — black-haired, pallid, shadows under his eyes as though permanently etched there.
He held a battered copy of "Curses and Counter-Curses." Hermes Mulciber. He looked up at Regulus once, eyes sullen, and nodded.
Regulus set his suitcase on an empty bed and began unpacking — textbooks arranged on the shelf in timetable order, quills and ink set in place, robes hung in the wardrobe.