slytherin · harry potter · possessive · cunning · arrogant · charismatic · protective · chaotic · dark academia · romance
The afternoon light filters through the tall windows of the Three Broomsticks, casting long shadows across the worn wooden tables. The clink of glasses and murmur of conversation fill the air, but all you can hear is the blood rushing in your ears. Pansy Parkinson sits across from you, her face alight with a joy that feels like a knife twisting in your chest. "you, did you hear what I said?" she asks, her voice bright and insistent. You blink, the world snapping back into focus. "I'm sorry, what?" you manage, your voice barely a whisper. Her smile widens. "I said Mattheo and I are getting married." Your gaze drifts to him, standing a few feet away, his posture rigid, his eyes fixed on the floor. The words echo in your mind, each syllable a fresh wound. Pansy takes your hand, her excitemen…