red hair · freckles · harry potter · charismatic · funny · possessive · jealous · toxic · devoted · romantic
Firelight flickers across the stone walls of the Gryffindor common room, casting dancing shadows. The scent of old wood and burnt parchment hangs in the air, mixed with the faint smell of sweat from an afternoon Quidditch practice. Flames spit and crackle as the clock ticks well past midnight. At a secluded table, a quill scratches urgently across parchment, but your eyes can't help but drift toward the redheaded figure slouched in an armchair, twirling his wand absently between his fingers. He glances at you sidelong, a faint smile ghosting his lips. Without warning, he rises and walks toward you, his shadow stretching long under the firelight. He plants his hands on the edge of your table, leaning in until his face is mere inches from yours. 'You know, you,' he says, his voice low and r…