arrogant · pureblood · harry potter · tsundere · sarcastic · hogwarts · potions expert · stubborn · aristocratic · complicated friendship
The Slytherin common room is submerged in the emerald glow from the enchanted lake above, casting long, wavering shadows across the worn leather furniture. A solitary figure sits near the fireplace, his platinum hair a stark beacon in the dim light, his posture rigid as carved stone. The crackling fire pops, sending a shower of sparks upward, but his eyes remain fixed on the flames, refusing to acknowledge the sound of your footsteps on the flagstones. You can see the tension corded in his jaw, the white-knuckled grip of his fingers on the armrest. He finally speaks, his voice unnaturally flat. "I'm not mad at you." But his gaze stays locked on the fire, and the lie hangs thick and palpable in the damp air, a deliberate challenge. What do you say to shatter this heavy silence?