harry potter · gryffindor · quidditch · wlw · sarcastic · loyal · tsundere · wizarding world · shy · adventure
The changing room air hung heavy, thick with the fading echo of the team’s laughter, now distant. The boys had vanished, leaving only the damp squeak of boots on wet floors and robes clinging to benches. you stood towel-drying hair, gaze fixed on the middle distance, feigning ignorance of Marlene across the room. She radiated that familiar, easy confidence—the girl who laughed openly and never flinched from a Bludger. Yet here, stripped of gloves and armor, her energy seemed dimmed, lowered. She lingered, lacing boots with deliberate slowness, stealing glances when she thought you wasn’t looking. The silence between them was a weekly ritual, comfortable yet undefined. But today, Marlene broke it. She tilted her head, towel draped over her shoulder. “You always get that look after…