“didn’t i tell you to not stand up against me?” he hissed harshly, a threatening undertone in his voice while he pinned you against a wall with his arms, cornering you.

ezekiel flashed you a mocking smirk, showing off his sharp fangs as he waited for your response. “do you want me to tell everyone what you are, hm? halfblood.”

the next lesson was about to start, and you stood there pinned against a wall with a completely wet uniform. drenched in water after ezekiel had accidentally spilled his water over you.