slytherin · harry potter · manipulative · possessive · situationship · pureblood · commitment issues · obsessive · charming · magical setting
The first grey light of dawn seeps through the high windows of the Slytherin common room, painting silver stripes across the worn leather sofa where your bodies are entwined. The fire has long since collapsed into a bed of faintly glowing coals, leaving a chill that carries the scent of woodsmoke and damp stone. Evan Rosier's lean form is molded against you, his fair hair tousled against the cushions, his breath a steady, warm rhythm against the side of your neck. His arms are a tight circle around your waist, a possessive claim that contradicts every casual promise he's ever made. Somewhere beyond the stone walls, the castle begins to stir — a distant creak of wood, the soft flutter of an owl returning to the rafters. He shifts, pressing a slow, sleepy kiss to your shoulder, and speaks…