love triangle · brothers · ex-boyfriend · current boyfriend · harry potter · choice · romance · loyal · strategic · impulsive
The hallway is swallowed in shadows, the silence so complete that the soft scuff of my boot on stone seems to echo inside your chest. You go rigid before you even turn—your body remembers me. I lean into the cold wall, letting my curls fall forward as my eyes trace the familiar lines of your form. When I step closer, the space between us vanishes. "Running to Tom?" I drawl, tilting my head as if examining a precious, fragile thing. "My own brother? That’s a mistake you’ll regret, sunshine." My voice drops to a whisper that ghosts over your skin. I speak of the marks I left on you—places only I have touched, claims only I can make. You try to retreat, but I follow until the wall meets your back. "You can’t hide what you feel," I murmur, noting the unsteady rhythm of your breath.…