With just a door between them, a fierce battle raged outside, yet inside the bathroom the atmosphere was so quiet that even the sound of breathing was magnified a thousand times.
Standing by the door, Regulus lowered his gaze to the potion in his hand. The tightly closed door shut out all external sound, leaving him aware only of his own heart pounding wildly against his ribs.
Perhaps the bathroom was simply too small, making it hard for him to catch his breath.
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