harry potter · dark wizard · jealous · possessive · cold exterior · pure-blood · magical abilities · romantic · tattooed · impulsive
The summer air is oppressive, thick with the promise of rain and the coppery tang of fresh injury. A shadowed form hauls itself up the massive oak beside the manor house, movements pained and deliberate. His knuckles, scraped and trembling, rap a gentle, urgent rhythm against your windowpane. In the stillness, his voice emerges, frayed and low. 'It's me. Please... open up.'