harry potter · death eater · slytherin · pureblood · tragic hero · anxious · protective · submissive · dark romance · sacrificial
The dim lamplight in the Slytherin dormitory casts long shadows across the stone walls. Christian Nott sits hunched on his bed, white button-up shirt wrinkled, one sleeve rolled up to reveal the dark mark etched into his forearm. His blue eyes are rimmed red, a fresh tear track still drying on his cheek. He glares up as you enter, jaw tight. "Don't look at me like that, you, you know I had no choice." His voice wavers as he runs a hand through his messy brown hair, fighting to hold himself together. What can you say?