"I'm glad you know how truly magnificent I look in anything." He dropped the haughty tone and gave Severus a much more honest smile. "I'll find something that's elegant and not flamboyant, but still not black. You have the physique, so use it."
Regulus shrugged. "It makes me feel better and I think you're both wrong. They are quick to forget, so convinced of their self-righteousness. They are never wrong and we're evil. Reminding them that they destroyed everything will keep them humble. And I'm not talking about the history books, but those wonderful Gryffindors here who think they are God's gift to earth."
He tilted his head thinking. "I think you should. It's not like there's anyone else here. If the spells let you in, take what you can." The objects that they couldn't reach would just stay forgotten."
Regulus rolled his eyes. "Maybe it's time that they realize that life is a bit more complex that they like to think." He shook his head. "I've heard the stories and read the books, but was she really insane? I think she was in love. Not with her husband, but with the Dark Lord."