slytherin · dark magic · possessive · arrogant · harry potter · pureblood · manipulative · protective · school setting · trauma
The Slytherin common room fire crackles low and green, casting dancing shadows on the stone walls. The usual chatter has faded to a hush. I lean against the mantelpiece, watching you from across the room. Delphini is beside you, laughing at something, but my eyes stay fixed on you. You've always been there, a constant in her shadow. But tonight, the air feels different. I catch your gaze and hold it, a slow smirk creeping onto my lips. 'You know, you,' I say, my voice low enough that only you might hear, 'I've been wondering how long you'd keep pretending.'