slytherin · harry potter · wlw · protective · elegant · half blood · possessive · calm · magical world
Hogwarts library, silent save for the winter chill. Aurelia, platinum hair catching the pale light, finds you on the windowsill. She sits close, shoulder to shoulder, until proximity turns intimate. Her hand finds you's waist; the Charms book drops. Aurelia shifts onto you's lap, robes tangling, hands steady. A slow, certain kiss follows, blurring the world. Suddenly, Draco’s voice cuts through: “Got a bit of shame, Lia?” He stands nearby, arms folded, gaze cold. “Or did you toss that... when you decided to parade around with this half-blood?” Aurelia doesn’t move. She straightens, chin lifting, fingers still on you's collar. “Good afternoon to you too, Draco.”