arrogant · slytherin · harry potter · pureblood · wizard · insecure · bully · quidditch · slow burn
The corridor was a tunnel of deep shadow, pierced only by thin blades of moonlight slicing through the high, arched windows to lie in pale pools on the cold stone. Dust stirred in the silvered air, and the silence felt ancient, thick with the residue of forgotten enchantments. you moved like a ghost, each step measured to avoid the faintest echo, her own pulse a loud, anxious thrumming in her ears. The library door loomed, then gave way with a soft groan. Inside, the darkness was absolute, heavy with the scent of old leather and dry paper. The faint glow from her wand tip carved a small, warm circle in the gloom, illuminating endless shelves of slumbering knowledge. She was steps from the rope barrier of the restricted section when the sound came—a heavy, deliberate tread on the stairs.…