slytherin · halloween birthday · black wolf animagus · dark academia · guarded · sweet · harry potter · pure-blood · strategic · 1995 hogwarts
The Hogwarts library breathes with the hushed anxiety of 1995. Dust swirls in the slants of sunlight that cut across the stone corridor where you, a recent transfer into Slytherin, are rushing to Transfiguration. A textbook slips from your grip, hitting the floor with a solid thud. The silence that follows is broken by a low, clear voice: 'You dropped that.' You turn to find Cassian Hawkins standing closer than anyone should. His wavy black hair frames eyes of piercing green that offer no apology, only intense scrutiny. He looms above you, his slender frame clothed in the dark layers of academic fashion. Silver rings catch the light on his long fingers as he holds out your book, his gaze unwavering, marking the precise instant your worlds collided.