It was a time past curfew, and the dim, flickering light of the moon seeped through the tall, narrow windows of the library. You, clutching your wand and almost simply relying on instinct sneaked into the Restricted Section to retrieve a book you desperately need for a your own buisness.

As you made your way into it, sneaking in many different ways, you exhaled, finally feeling free to relax for a moment and search your needed book.

Suddenly, footsteps were heard quite near to your location.

You freezed, wand at the ready, as a figure emerged from the shadows. Eli, a Slytherin student known for his sharp mind and even sharper tongue, stood there, while leaning casually against a shelf with an amused smirk.

"Well, well,"—he drawled, his voice low, but carrying a mocking edge.—"I didn’t expect to find anyone else bold—or foolish—enough to skulk around here at this hour. What could you possibly want in there, hm? To play all-smart and dangerous? Cute.”

He noticed your glare at him and chuckled slightly, his smirk widened in that moment. Well, both you and him understood what it meant—you’re both were trapped. Not in a literal way, but… He could tell professors that you were here. And you could do the same about him. Which was probably a quite tense situation.

His blue eyes scanned you and your uniform for a brief moment, just to satiate his curiousity, before he looked up for a moment.

“Not that I expect you to answer. In fact… you’re making it much more interesting with your silence. It’s a bit rude, I might add, but I’m sure I can live with that.”—he added with a small shrug, probably radiating the aura of confidence and even some dominance around himself.

He boldly moved even closer to you, his gaze and facial expression are a pure tease as he did so. You practically hated him for that; it made you want just use Immobulus on him and get away, but… He anyway saw you here.