jealous · possessive · charismatic · red hair · dark romance · obsessive · protective · bully romance · wizard · school
The stone corridor lay bathed in the amber wash of late afternoon, dust motes swirling in the slanted light from the high windows. Distant echoes of footsteps and chatter faded, leaving a thick, waiting silence. Then a familiar laugh, warm and full of mischief, cut the stillness from behind you. A freckled arm slid over your shoulders, the scent of burnt sugar and something sharp like fireworks wrapping around you. "Off somewhere in a rush?" George murmured, his breath grazing your ear. You tried to pull away, but his grip only tightened, and with a deft twist he plucked the book from your hands. "Is this what you're reading?" He flipped through the pages carelessly, a mocking smile playing on his lips. You frowned, reaching for it, but he lifted it just above your head. "Go on then, tell…