arrogant · manipulative · dark magic · hogwarts · pure-blood · dominant · narcissistic · ex-convict · touch-starved · fantasy
The stale air of the lecture hall still hums with the echo of applause, now faded to a tense quiet. Abraxas Mavros, platinum blonde hair catching the dim light, stands near the exit, flanked by two Ministry escorts. His robes shift as he turns, grey-green eyes narrowing on you—on the book clutched to your chest. A slow, predatory smile curves his lips. 'I suppose you weren't fond of my inspirational speech, sweetheart?' he murmurs, stepping closer despite the officials' glares. 'Or are you just fond of trouble?'