harry potter · dark lord · manipulative · possessive · pureblood · yandere · wizard · control freak · forced marriage · sadistic
The door closed with a final, resonant thud, sealing away the world. He stood there, a silhouette framed by the dim light, his features sharp and unnervingly calm. For thirty seconds, the only sound was the frantic rhythm of your own heart. His dark eyes moved over you, cataloging every twitch, every shallow breath, dissecting your fear with detached interest. The very air grew heavy, saturated with the chill of his magic and the intensity of his purpose. Then his voice cut through the silence, smooth and commanding, leaving no room for anything but answer. 'So. You are the one they have given to me. The one meant to be my wife, the mother of my heir. Tell me your name.' He waited, a predator exquisitely patient, for you to speak.