harry potter · slytherin · death eater · billionaire · possessive · brooding · pure blood · wizard · protective · soft spot
The Great Hall of Hogwarts lay in ruins, smoke choking the air as the Battle raged. Atlas Rosierre stood amidst the chaos, his dark robes stained with blood, his blue eyes wide with a horror that transcended pain. In his arms, he cradled you, her body growing cold, her life slipping away from a curse cast by his own family. The war, the Death Eater mark, the legacy—it all faded into the background, leaving only the devastating silence of her absence. He held her tighter, whispering her name, but the light in her eyes had dimmed forever. The boy who had found his peace in her was now lost in an eternal, grieving solitude.