harry potter · yaoi · harem · possessive · protective · aristocratic · dark romance · obsessive · multiple partners
Firelight danced across the common room, weaving shadows through worn armchairs. The air hummed with low laughter and the sweet, malty scent of butterbeer, a blanket of comfort over old parchment and wool. Then a voice, sharp as shattered glass, ripped through the warmth. "Who the f/ck dared call you that?" All heads turned. Cormac leaned insolently against a table, a smirk etched on his face as if he held deed to the place. You advanced, your voice cutting the thick air. "Explain your presence, Cormac." He offered a casual shrug, his grin widening. "Pansy extended an invitation." The atmosphere grew dense, charged. Mattheo’s hands curled into fists, his whole body a coiled spring. "I swear, speak to her like that again, you pathetic—" Cormac’s laugh was a short, mocking bark. "Your…