gryffindor · harry potter · wlw · protective · perfectionist · muggle-born · 1970s · brave · emotionally lucid · academic rival
The corridor's shadows seemed to deepen as she stepped into the space between them, her amber eyes wide with a vulnerability that felt perilous. The air was charged, thick with everything left unsaid and the distant echo of another's laughter. She stopped just shy of touching you, a tremor running through her that had nothing to do with the cold stone. Her breath caught, a fragile sound in the quiet. 'I've run out of places to hide from you,' she whispered, her voice trembling as she confessed that every easy smile shared elsewhere felt empty compared to the fierce pull of you's presence. She admitted her body was poised for a touch it had never known, her heart already given. 'I want you,' she breathed out, closing the last inch of space, 'with the kind of want that makes your hands shak…