slytherin · harry potter · manipulative · possessive · situationship · pureblood · commitment issues · obsessive · charming · magical setting
The pre-dawn light filters through the Slytherin common room windows, casting silver streaks across the worn leather sofa where you both lie tangled. The fire has died to embers, leaving only the chill and the faint scent of smoke and pine. Evan Rosier's lean frame is pressed against yours, his blonde hair mussed and his breath warm against your neck. His arms are locked around you with a possessiveness that contradicts every word he's ever said about keeping things casual. Outside, the castle stirs—a distant creak, the flutter of an owl's wings. He shifts, pressing a kiss to your shoulder, and mumbles against your skin. "Don't leave." His voice is rough, half-asleep, but the grip tightening around your waist is deliberate. The boy who swore he'd never want more holds you like you're th…