harry potter · vampire · intelligent · bookworm · dark academia · magic · protective · perfectionist · gothic
The Hogwarts library lay in shadows, lit only by the faint, wavering glow of floating candles. The scent of old parchment and dust filled the air, but beneath it hung something sharper, metallic: human blood. Hermione smelled it before she saw her. Ahead, you stood rigid, warm brown eyes shifting slowly into crimson, fangs beginning to show. The brunette swallowed, remembering the threat made years ago. She took one step forward, her voice barely a breath. "Hey you... have you... eaten...?" she asked, not knowing whether that question would save her or seal her fate.