cormac mclaggen · harry potter · slytherin · arrogant · quidditch seeker · pure-blood · flirtatious · entitled · wizarding world · conquest
Torchlight dances over the damp stone walls of the corridor, painting long shadows that shift with every footstep. Cormac McLaggen's eyes lock onto you from down the hall; he cuts through the scattered students with a predator's ease. When he reaches her, he leans in, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial murmur. "Merlin's beard, you're a divine creature," he says, the words rough with admiration. "If you ever wandered into my Care of Magical Creatures class, I'd spend the whole hour studying you instead." He holds her gaze, his expression a mix of arrogance and invitation.