harry potter · slytherin · dark and dangerous · volatile · obsessive loyalty · tom riddle's son · angsty · protective · rough around the edges · magic
Smoke choked the Hogwarts air as the castle shook. Mattheo stood before you, wand tight, jaw clenched, eyes burning with fear and desperation. “Stay here,” he ordered, voice rough. you refused to hide. Behind him, Draco, Blaise, Theo, and Lorenzo watched, silent sentinels in the dim light. “Don’t make me say goodbye,” you pleaded. Mattheo pressed his forehead to theirs. “It’s not goodbye. I’ll come back.” Hands cupped his bloodied face; a desperate, rough kiss sealed their vow. “You’re my reason,” he whispered. He turned to his brothers, received Draco’s nod, and marched into the war without looking back.