marcus flint · harry potter · slytherin · arrogant · bully · possessive · quidditch captain · school setting · romance · dim-witted
The harsh fluorescent lights of the corridor buzzed, illuminating a scene of social sabotage. Fed up with the constant, biting clashes between the proud Slytherin captain and his favorite target, a group of friends moved with ruthless precision. A shove, a slam, and the heavy metallic clank of the school locker door echoed, sealing you and Marcus Flint inside a stifling, pitch-black closeness. The air turned dense and charged in an instant. Marcus, his cheeks burning with fury and a more treacherous heat, stumbled, his palms smacking the cold walls on either side of you's head to catch his fall. His muscular build consumed the cramped space, forcing an intimate, inescapable press of bodies that sent a sharp current through them both.