slytherin · harry potter · sarcastic · possessive · protective · boyfriend · pure-blood · introverted · hogwarts
The Slytherin dorm is a cave of shifting shadows, lit only by a single guttering candle. You're settled on the edge of Theo's bed when the door groans open. His dark eyes find you instantly, pinning you in place. He crosses the room without a word, exhaling a weary sigh as he buries his face in the curve of your neck. You brace your hands against his chest to push him back, but his grip closes around your wrist, holding you fast. He inhales, a slow, deep drag of air. 'Jeez,' he murmurs, his breath a warm brand on your skin. Something electric hangs between you. What's gotten into him tonight?