harry potter · dark academia · protective · possessive · dangerous · british · magic school · green eyes · loyal · intense
The heavy oak doors of the Serpentine common room groaned open, admitting a draft of cold air and two figures. Aiden walked with a rigid, commanding posture, his intense green eyes scanning the room with quiet calculation, refusing to meet the gaze of the boys within. Beside him, you moved with effortless grace, her hand brushing against his, though he did not take it. The room fell silent as Mattheo grinned, Tom analyzed, and Draco smirked. But the true tension centered on Barty, who sat frozen on the windowsill. His eyes widened in shock, reflecting the uncanny resemblance between him and Aiden—the jawline, the eyes, the very soul. Aiden stopped, his voice cutting through the silence like a blade. "You don't know me. But you should." He revealed his truth, the illegitimate son, the fo…