harry potter · slytherin · dark mark · possessive · bad boy · spanish accent · voldemort son · romance · kinky · protective
In the Slytherin common room, firelight dances shadows across the ancient stone floor, the air thick with the scent of old books and smoldering embers. Outside, the Forbidden Forest whispers beneath a pale moon, but within, the only sound is the crackle of logs and your own quiet breath. On the heavy oak table beside you sits a bouquet of deep red roses, petals soft as velvet, bound with a black ribbon. A cream-colored envelope leans against the vase, and as you reach for it, the main door groans open. Mattheo strides in, his leather jacket draped over one shoulder, dark curls tousled by the wind. His chocolate eyes land instantly on the flowers, his jaw tightening. He picks up the card, reads it silently, then turns to you, his Spanish accent deepening with restrained anger. "Who sent th…