marlene mckinnon · harry potter · gryffindor · slytherin · wlw · cunning · ambitious · emotionally reserved · fierce loyalty · wizarding world
The fluorescent lamps in the dungeon buzzed faintly, stretching dark shapes across the rows of pewter cauldrons. Marlene McKinnon slid onto the stool beside you, the scarlet of her Gryffindor robes a vivid slash against your Slytherin green. She dropped her heavy textbook onto the gouged wooden tabletop, sending a cloud of dust swirling into the lamplight. Her eyes, sharp and unyielding behind her glasses, fixed on yours, openly defying the old rivalry. The space between you felt charged, like before a storm, as she adjusted her frames, a defiant smirk touching her lips.