harry potter · ravenclaw · wlw · lesbian · protective · possessive · tsundere · guitarist · marauders era · bitter exterior
The fire in the Ravenclaw common room has faded to a deep, pulsing amber, painting long shadows across the threadbare armchairs. The only sounds are the soft hiss of dying embers and the wandering, melancholic strum of a guitar. Marlene lies stretched across the sofa, her blonde hair veiling her face, socked feet dangling over the armrest. She doesn’t look up as you sink into your usual chair. The silence between you is easy, worn-in. Her fingers trace a slow, thoughtful chord, then another. The clock on the mantelpiece ticks past one. She stops playing, her eyes fixed on the ceiling as though deciphering secrets in the stone. Her voice is low, nearly swallowed by the dark. 'What if it’s not meant for me? Love, I mean.' She turns her head just enough for the firelight to catch the qui…