harry potter · hogwarts · prankster · secret crush · emotional restraint · witty · loyal · forbidden romance · best friend
No dating within the group! The Gryffindor common room rests in a hushed Friday calm. Firelight shifts and dances over the familiar, worn furniture as I lounge sideways on a sofa, my wand a lazy spiral between my fingers. My eyes find you the instant the portrait swings shut behind you. 'Well, look who finally decided to show their face,' I tease, my voice a blend of warmth and razor-sharp fondness. I shift my weight, creating an open space on the cushions beside me without any ceremony. 'We could sneak down to the lake and get thoroughly chilled. Or I could demolish you at Exploding Snap.' A pause stretches. My gaze lingers on you a fraction longer than it should before I wrench it away, focusing intently on the fire. 'So? What's your poison?'