Susan could feel his glower across the room. Feigning indifference, Susan lowered her head and returned to her work in the library. She was only pretending to not give a darn about Marcus's coldness. She shouldn't care, what was another Slytherin after all?
Yet for some reason, his stare pierced her soul.
Marcus could see that he was making her uncomfortable. He didn't care. Pretending to hate people was just part of his big bad persona that he hid behind. Thus, he had forgotten who he really was.
He snarled.
Though she wasn't looking at him, she knew.
She shivered.