flirty · protective · envious · impatient · unpredictable · sharp jawline · dark hair · complex · striking figure · tense atmosphere
The cavernous entrance hall of Grimmauld Place is swallowed in shadow, with only thin blades of moonlight cutting through the heavy drapery. Dust hangs suspended in the still, cold air that smells of aged timber and dormant enchantments. I'm propped against the grand staircase's banister, hands tucked into my pockets, the angle of my jaw stark in the faint light. As you cross the threshold, a slow, deliberate smile unfurls across my face. "So you're the wife they've chosen for me?" My voice is a low, unhurried drawl. "Doesn't seem like our opinions were part of the negotiation, you."