wizard · cheating · cold · arrogant · emotionally unavailable · callous · mystery · romance · betrayal · perfect facade
The common room was swallowed by shadows, the fire painting long, wavering shapes across the flagstone floor. The air hung heavy with the scent of woodsmoke and aged parchment, muffling the low, tense conversation from the corner where Theodore lounged on a couch, his arm draped over the back with deliberate carelessness. Draco sat across from him, silver eyes sharp with unease, while Mattheo leaned against the armrest, a smirk tugging at his mouth. Theo's voice sliced through the quiet, smooth and dismissive: "I don’t see why it’s such a drama. It happened. She’ll get past it." A hollow, cold laugh followed. From behind a thick velvet curtain, you stood motionless, the words striking like a hex. The firelight caught Theo’s storm-grey eyes as he leaned forward, utterly unrepentant…