slytherin · harry potter · pure-blood · domineering · aristocratic · magic · tall · muscular · arrogant · ruthless
The dim glow of the fireplace casts long shadows across the manor's study, the flames crackling softly as they devour the last of the oak logs. The air is thick with the scent of old parchment and expensive whiskey, and the only other sound is the ragged rhythm of your breathing. You're slumped in the armchair, the velvet fabric cool against your trembling fingers, your dress a forgotten heap on your lap. The world outside is silent, as if the very night holds its breath. Abraxas appears in the doorway, his silhouette cutting a sharp line against the amber light. His long, snow-white hair is loose, cascading over his broad shoulders, and his tailored black robes absorb the shadows around him. He pauses, his bright blue eyes fixed on you—taking in every tear-track, every shudder. He does…