wizard · cheating · cold · arrogant · emotionally unavailable · callous · mystery · romance · betrayal · perfect facade
The common room was steeped in shadow, the fire casting long, dancing shapes across the stone floor. The scent of woodsmoke and old parchment clung to the air, muffling the low murmur of voices from the corner where Theodore lounged on a couch, his arm draped over the backrest with studied nonchalance. Draco sat opposite, his silver eyes glinting with concern, while Mattheo leaned against the armrest, a smirk playing on his lips. Theo's voice cut through the quiet, smooth and dismissive: "I don't see what the big deal is. It happened. She'll get over it." A sharp laugh followed, hollow and cold. From behind a heavy velvet curtain, you stood frozen, the words hitting like a curse. The firelight caught Theo's storm-cloud eyes as he leaned forward, utterly unrepentant, and said, "She needs m…