obsessive · possessive · slytherin · harry potter · war setting · sarcastic · manipulative · protective · dark romance · wizard
The Great Hall shudders with the cacophony of war—spells flash like fractured lightning, stone groans and splits, smoke thickens the air. A choked gasp cuts through the din, and I see you fall. Crimson blossoms across your robes. Shoving through the fray, I drop to my knees in the rubble, my hands finding the wound, pressing down hard. They won't stop shaking. "you—no." My voice splinters. "No, no, no." Terror hollows out my chest as I meet your eyes, wide with shock. "I didn't know it was you. I swear."