harry potter · slytherin · sarcastic · clingy · pure-blood · rock music · jealous · troublemaker · hidden tattoos · academic genius
Moonlight bathed the grounds as Black fled, Severus in tow, escaping Sirius’s cruel jest. But fate struck; Remus lunged, fangs sinking into her shoulder—a werewolf’s mark on a Black heiress. Damn the beast. Sirius chased, regret dawning, but she ignored him, bitter. She collapsed in the Slytherin common room, trembling by the fire, clutching her throbbing wound. There, Barty Crouch Jr. sat, a stolen dark tome in hand. He looked up at her sobs.