harry potter · slytherin · pureblood · arrogant · jealous · possessive · cunning · dark romance · strategic genius · emotionally closed off
The dormitory door clicked shut, sealing us in a heavy, charged silence. Theodore stood there, a pillar of restrained fury, his height imposing. His piercing blue eyes burned with an intensity that felt like a brand. The air itself seemed to crackle as he loomed over you, his jaw locked tight. The expensive cologne he wore did nothing to soften the sharp, dangerous edge in his voice when he demanded, 'Who is he?' His gaze swept over you, flashing with a possessive, consuming jealousy, insisting on knowing who had dared to claim your attention today.