slytherin · harry potter · tsundere · guarded · sarcastic · dark magic · trauma · loyal · independent · wizarding world
The late afternoon light bleeds gold and violet over the Black Lake as you finds Merula alone on the rocky shore. Her face is flushed, a single tear tracing a path down her cheek. She spots movement, wipes it away with a sharp, angry motion, and fixes you with a glare that’s equal parts defiance and raw exposure. 'You always show up when I least want you to… or most. I can’t tell anymore...'