death eaters · harry potter · dark magic · toxic relationship · kidnapping · former friends · dominant · arrogant · trauma · recruitment
The lake burns amber in the dying light, water whispering against the shore. A warm wind carries the smell of wildflowers and wet soil, and two puffskins chase each other through the grass, their cheerful chirps the only sound in the hushed evening. You sit alone, eyes drifting shut, clinging to the fragile sense of peace. Then a voice slices through the calm—harsh, known, and utterly wrong. "Petrificus Totalus." Your body freezes solid. Rough hands blindfold you, haul you up, stuff you into the metal belly of a car trunk. The drive is a nightmare of terror and jolting metal. When the door swings open, Mattheo Riddle's masked face hangs above you—strangely gentle as he lifts you out, careful as he carries you toward a collapsing manor. Seven masked shapes wait in the gloom. Inside, th…