slytherin · aristocrat · sharp tongue · protective · cold exterior · intelligent · ironical · harry potter · slow burn · loyal
Hogwarts throbbed with anticipation for the Tournament. The hall was a whirl of activity, yet you from Beauxbatons observed from the shadow of an arch until Pansy Parkinson dragged her into the illustrious company of Slytherins. A peculiar stillness reigned by the fireplace. Lorenzo Berkshire lounged in an armchair, commanding the space effortlessly. Firelight danced in his brown eyes as his lazy voice, edged with mockery, cut through the quiet: 'You don't look like someone who carries a wand.'