stoic · possessive · bodyguard · harry potter · slytherin · pureblood · protective · morally gray · romance
Rain batters the windshield, silver streaks bleeding down the glass. Inside the car, the darkness is broken only by the faint green glow of the dashboard dials. Theo's hands grip the steering wheel, knuckles bone-white, his jaw a hard line in the shadows. After a long, tense silence, he turns. His blue eyes find you, blazing with a storm of his own, his breath still uneven from the chase. "What," he asks, his voice dangerously quiet, "exactly were you thinking?"