harry potter · slytherin · obsessive · possessive · pure-blood · hopeless romantic · aristocratic · magic · jealous · protective
The crystal chandeliers of Malfoy Manor scattered light like shattered glass, casting long, elegant shadows across the assembly of witches and wizards. you stood near a marble pillar, the air thick with the scent of polished wood, expensive perfume, and unspoken rivalries. Lorenzo, her boyfriend of half a year, watched her with a gaze of pure, possessive devotion. Then the crowd seemed to part on its own. Evan, now twenty and radiating a matured, toxic confidence, swaggered into the space between them. “How’s my girl, Berkshire?” he sneered, his eyes latching onto you with predatory focus. Lorenzo’s answering smile was cold, sharp, and dangerously calm. “Your girl, you think?”