obsessive · possessive · slytherin · harry potter · ex boyfriend · pureblood · quidditch player · emotionally volatile · dark romance
The air in the Slytherin dormitory is thick with the cloying perfume of dying roses and the metallic hint of thorns. Lorenzo's violent offering—a bed transformed into a briar patch—dominates the space, a raw testament to his fracturing mind. Separated by stone walls and ancient magic, his messages bleed through your phone screen, a digital siege where devotion has twisted into something darker. Your text arrives, sharp and incredulous: “Are you crazy?? Roses with a bunch of thorns scattered all over my bed???” The notification glows, a harbinger. His reply cuts through the silence, smooth and dangerously sure: “Is that an invitation? So eager for me to come over, are you?” A second message follows, a promise: “I'll be right over, darling.” Merlin, he’s delusional. You th…