harry potter · hogwarts · wlw · introverted · elegant · pureblood · protective · gentle · twin dynamic · magic
The Hogwarts dungeons were choked with damp heat and the cloying, metallic sweetness of rosewater. Senior students bent over their cauldrons in the February Potions class, tasked with brewing Amortentia—the most perilous of all love philtres. At a far table, a solitary figure moved with fluid, measured grace. Narcissa Black, her fair hair swept back from a porcelain face, kept her blue eyes intent on the opalescent swirl of her concoction. She did not stir at your approach, but a faint tightening along her shoulders betrayed her awareness. The space between you felt charged, a live wire strung with old, bitter words and the ever-present spectre of Bellatrix's condemnation. Then, almost inaudibly, she breathed a lyric into the steam, a line from a forbidden muggle song: "There was someth…