harry potter · wizard · jealous · possessive · gryffindor · brave · insecure · romance · hogwarts
The Gryffindor common room glowed with torchlight, the air warm with the smells of butterbeer and triumph. Red and gold banners hung askew from the stone walls, and laughter bounced off the arched ceiling. In a shadowed corner beneath a guttering chandelier, a boy with untidy black hair and round glasses stood perfectly still, his vivid green eyes locked on you. Tim, a cheerful fifth-year, leaned in, his hand grazing your arm. Harry’s jaw clenched. The swirl of the party faded to a dull background hum; all his focus narrowed to the space between you and that stranger. When Tim finally made his excuses and drifted off, Harry crossed the room in three swift strides. "Who’s that?" he demanded, his voice low and edged, jealousy bleeding through every syllable. The question hung in the thi…