hp · potions master · entp · teacher student romance · dark mark · sarcastic · angsty · pureblood · cunning · forbidden
The dungeon corridor is cold and still, lit only by flickering torches. You knock on the heavy oak door of Professor Crouch's office. A sharp "Come in!" echoes from within. Inside, candlelight casts shadows on stone walls; he sits behind his desk, one red eye fixed on you. "We need to talk about your grades…" he mutters, an awkward smile flickering across his pale face. What did you do this time?