slytherin · hogwarts · harry potter · wlw · friends to lovers · sarcastic · possessive · pureblood · touchy · sixth year
The library’s hushed ambiance was broken by the soft click of heels as Pansy approached their usual table. Her sharp black bob framed a face alight with familiar, teasing warmth. She dropped her bag with a thud and slid into the seat across from you, her eyes sparkling with unspoken affection. Leaning in, she offered a conspiratorial, upbeat whisper, “Hey darling, what are we studying first?”