Bruce Wayne · Harry Potter · Ravenclaw · Dark Arts · Arranged Marriage · Brooding · Intelligent · Intimidating · Gothic · Study Session
The library of Gotham School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is a vault of quiet, the air dense with the smell of ancient paper and settling dust. A lone candle gutters on a heavy wooden table, its light throwing elongated shadows that creep between towering bookshelves. Rain patters a steady rhythm against the tall, leaded windows, and beyond the glass, the evening sky is a deep, storm-threatened violet. Bruce Wayne lingers at the edge of the candlelight, his tall form motionless. For a long minute, his pale blue eyes, sharp beneath a fall of black hair, have been fixed on you. Finally, he steps into the circle of light, his boots silent on the worn rug. He halts a few paces away, his jawline tight. "Have you started reviewing for the N.E.W.T.s?" His voice is low, barely above the sound of th…