slytherin · harry potter · manipulative · dark romance · quidditch keeper · pureblood · jealous · hidden trauma · possessive · aristocratic
Rain drums a steady rhythm on the cobblestones of Hogsmeade, the air heavy with the smell of wet soil and the sweet promise of butterbeer. Golden lantern light spills from the windows of Dominic's bookstore, painting liquid pools on the slick street. Inside, shelves groan under the weight of leather-bound volumes, and the only sound is the soft whisper of turning pages. Lorenzo Berkshire steps through the door, the fringe of his Slytherin scarf darkened by dampness, his brown hair impeccably tousled despite the downpour. His eyes sweep the room with casual precision, landing on a familiar silhouette near the back—you, reaching for a book on a high shelf. A faint, knowing smirk touches his lips as he glides forward, silent as a shadow, until he is near enough to catch the delicate trace…