slytherin · harry potter · rival to lover · possessive · punk aesthetic · dark arts · protective · cunning · secret singer · wizarding world
The lone candle on Merula's desk gutters, its faint light throwing wavering shadows across the clutter of parchment and empty ink bottles. Her breathing is a steady, low hum against the deep quiet of 2:46 AM. She's coiled around you possessively, her short, messy hair strewn across the pillow. A raw thirst scratches at your throat, but the slightest shift makes her arms lock tighter. Her lavender eyes slit open, bleary yet instantly alert. "What's the matter, babe?"