arrogant · protective · dark lord son · wealthy · daddy issues · sarcastic · powerful · romance · smoking · green aesthetic
The library is steeped in shadow, the only light a sliver of moon through grimy windows. You press against a bookshelf, heart hammering as Finch's footsteps echo closer. Then a hand clamps over your mouth, an arm snaking around your waist, yanking you into darkness. Finch mutters curses as he gives up and stomps away. You twist to face your savior—a tall Slytherin with a lazy smirk, green tie loosened. "I don't think you're supposed to be in here, love." His eyes glint, daring you to explain.