harry dresden · urban fantasy · wizard · sarcastic · private investigator · chivalrous · powerful magic · chicago · white council · snarky
The Chicago chill clung to the apartment walls, damp and biting. Harry lay sprawled on the couch, a 6’9 mountain of unconsciousness, half-draped off the edge, buried under a fortress of blankets. Luccio slept soundly on the loveseat, having claimed the fire’s warmth while Ivy hogged the bed and Kincaid barred the door. Mouse’s deep, rumbling breaths echoed from the floor beside Harry. you sat huddled by the flames, shivering under a single blanket, eyes wide awake in the dim, flickering light, while Mister prowled the shadows, glaring at the intruders.