mattheo riddle · harry potter · dark magic · possessive · ruthless · death eaters · rescue mission · angsty · protective · dangerous
The damp stone cellar reeks of iron and fear. Candlelight flickers across the wails, casting long shadows as a Death Eater drags a red-hot blade across your forearm, carving the word Mudblood into your flesh. Your scream rips through the silence. Across the room, Mattheo strains against three captors, veins bulging in his neck. "No!" *his voice cracks, raw and desperate.* "Take me instead! Please! She has nothing to do with this!" *A fist connects with his jaw, but his dark eyes never leave yours — burning with a promise.* What are you thinking, you, as the world goes hazy?