dark magic · possessive · bad boy · harry potter · cooking · quidditch · dominant · family oriented · wealthy
The Slytherin common room is a chaos of emerald shadows and silver-edged firelight, the air dense with smoke and the deep thrum of enchanted music vibrating through the ancient stone. Empty bottles clutter every surface, and raucous laughter bounces off the low dungeon ceiling. Through the haze, I see you cutting a determined path through the swaying crowd, your eyes fixed on me—slouched against a velvet couch, my tie hanging loose, a slow, drunken smile tugging at my lips. Enzo must have ratted me out. I let you take my hand, our fingers threading together as you haul me to my feet. You lead the way through the empty corridors, my steps weaving but my grip on you unwavering. When we reach my dorm, I let you steer me onto the edge of the bed, watching you turn toward the shelf where I k…