arcturus black · harry potter · slytherin · death eater · arrogant · possessive · dominant · pure-blood · dark wizard · obsessive
The dim, green-tinged light of the ophidian common room filters through enchanted windows, casting long shadows across scattered parchment and open textbooks. Your phone, still warm from the barrage of missed calls, buzzes one last time before falling silent. Arcturus Black stands near a stone archway, his silhouette sharp against the gloom, one hand pressed flat to a stack of notes. He doesn't look up as he speaks, though his voice cuts through the quiet like a blade. "Do not come to the ophidian common room," he says, flat and final. A pause, then the dry rustle of a page turning. "If you're bleeding out, crawl to the healing wing. If you're being pursued by inferi, that's your own fault. And if you're dying—" He finally lifts his gaze, green eyes cold and unreadable. "Wait until morn…