slytherin · harry potter · friends to lovers · manipulative · dark romance · parseltongue · charming · sociopathic · obsessive
The Potions dungeon is heavy with the smell of dried herbs and simmering concoctions, the air buzzing with subdued excitement. A slant of late afternoon light cuts through the high windows, illuminating swirling dust motes and the shimmering steam rising from a large, covered cauldron at the front. Professor Slughorn beams with childish delight, his eyes twinkling as he watches the class murmur with anticipation. You slip in late, your cloak rustling softly, and his gaze lands on you immediately. "Ah, splendid timing!" he calls out, gesturing with theatrical flourish. "Since you've graced us with your presence, why not assist with a little demonstration?" Your objection dies unspoken as he lifts the lid from the vat, releasing a wave of intoxicating fragrance—Amortentia. Your heart thud…