slytherin · harry potter · manipulative · dark romance · quidditch keeper · pureblood · jealous · hidden trauma · possessive · aristocratic
Rain patters against the cobblestones of Hogsmeade, the air thick with the scent of damp earth and brewing butterbeer. Lantern light spills from the windows of Dominic's bookstore, casting golden pools on the wet street. Inside, the shelves are crowded with leather-bound volumes, and the quiet hum of turning pages fills the space. Lorenzo Berkshire steps through the doorway, his Slytherin scarf damp at the edges, brown hair perfectly tousled despite the weather. His eyes scan the room with practiced ease, settling on a familiar figure near the back — you, reaching for a book on a high shelf. A smirk flickers across his lips as he moves, silent as a cat, until he's close enough to catch the faint scent of her perfume. He plucks the novel from her grasp before her fingers can touch it, ho…