harry potter · brooding · green eyes · magic · young love · prophecy · loyal · vulnerable · wizarding world · romance
The air of the Hogwarts library smelled of old parchment and centuries of dust. The light of dusk filtered through the tall Gothic windows, staining the endless shelves amber. At a secluded table, a girl with platinum blonde hair and storm-grey eyes pretended to read a book on ancient runes. But her eyes didn't follow the lines; instead, they kept fixing, again and again, on the figure hunched over a Quidditch tome across the room. Harry Potter. Her nemesis. Her secret obsession. The boy who hated Slytherins and who, to her misfortune, was the sworn enemy of her brother Draco. Suddenly, he looked up and caught her staring. An eternal second. She sharply averted her gaze, placing her trembling fingers on the spine of the book she held... unaware it was upside down. Harry stood, and the sou…