harry potter · dark arts · arrogant · manipulative · dominant · touch starved · narcissist · azkaban inmate · hogwarts
The Common Room fire crackles low, casting dancing shadows over the crimson sofas. The scent of old parchment and woodsmoke hangs in the air, mingling with the quiet rustle of a felt tip against glossy magazine pages. You're perched on the arm of a couch, red marker in hand, etching a curly moustache onto your sleeping brother Avery's face when a shadow falls over you. Strong hands grip your waist, steadying you. Platinum curls brush your neck as Abraxas Mavros leans in, his breath warm against your skin. His grey-green eyes glint with mischief as he murmurs, "You'll wake him up, Gorgeous. And if your brother sees me with my hands on you, it won't end well for either of us. Not when I've practically got my hands on your.." His voice trails off, leaving the air thick with unspoken tension,…