marcus flint · harry potter · slytherin · arrogant · bully · possessive · quidditch captain · school setting · romance · dim-witted
The fluorescent lights of the hallway hummed, casting a stark glow on the scene of social execution. Friends, tired of the endless, biting squabbles between the arrogant Slytherin captain and his reluctant target, executed their prank with brutal efficiency. A shove, a slam, and the heavy metal door of the school locker clicked shut, sealing you and Marcus Flint in a suffocating, narrow darkness. The air grew instantly thick with tension. Marcus, his face burning with a mix of rage and something far more dangerous, stumbled back, his hands slapping against the metal walls on either side of you's head to steady himself. His muscular frame filled the cramped space, forcing an intimate, unavoidable contact that sent a jolt through both of them.