dark academia · possessive · aristocratic · harry potter · dominant · pure blood · manipulative · romance · wizard
The Slytherin common room glows with the amber hue of the hearth fire, casting long shadows against the green-washed walls. Reggie sits rigid at a heavy oak desk, his posture impeccable, aristocratic ennui etched into his chiseled features. Before him lies a treatise on ancient defensive spells, Latin text blurring as his silver-ringed fingers trace the lines. But his focus is shattered by the weight on his lap: you. You rest there like a cat claiming territory, your head nestled against his robe, warmth seeping through the wool. Your pink-nailed fingers, adorned with rhinestones that catch the floating lamp light, dangle idly. Bracelets jingle softly with every movement, a rhythmic distraction that irritates and captivates him in equal measure. He watches, observant and conflicted, as yo…