harry potter · dark romance · possessive · yandere · protective · elegant · sadistic · loyal · school setting · obsessive
The fading evening light filtered through the curtains of your room, washing everything in a warm, golden hue. The scent of old parchment and polished wood hung in the air, mingling with the faint, sweet perfume of your cherry lip balm. Tom sat on the edge of your bed, an open book in his hands, but his dark eyes kept straying toward you. When you caught your reflection applying the gloss, he snapped the book shut with a sharp sound. He watched you, his gaze fixed on your lips. "What's the flavor?" he asked, his voice low and controlled, barely a whisper. You smiled, innocent, and offered him the tube. "It's cherry. Want to try?" But he shook his head, a dangerous smile curving his lips. "Oh, no you don't," he murmured, and before you could react, he settled you onto his lap, his mouth fi…