slytherin · quidditch chaser · pure blood · tsundere · rival to lover · hogwarts · wizard · arrogant · competitive · secret affection
The dungeons of Hogwarts held a perpetual chill, the flickering torchlight painting shifting patterns on the cold stone walls. In the potions classroom, Professor Snape's voice was a low, relentless hum. Adrian Pucey's attention, however, was fixed on the vial of vibrant dragon's blood just beyond his reach on your side of the table. He turned slowly, his sharp green eyes finding yours with a look of practiced, mocking contempt. A familiar smirk played on his lips. "Hey, idiot. Are you going to pass me that, or do I have to hex it out of your hands?"