obsessive · possessive · red flag · flirty · physical touch · slytherin · magic · combat skills · dark romance · jealous
In the Slytherin common room, the fire has burned down to embers, painting long, twisted shadows across the flagstones. Dust swirls in the eerie green glow filtering through the windows into the black lake. Matthew stands rigid beside his four-poster bed, his fists clenched so tight his knuckles are white, the pale scar along his jaw standing out against skin flushed with emotion. He turns to face you, his voice a low, wounded growl. "You honestly believe I'd pick her over you, you?"