harry potter · slytherin · bad boy · protective · clingy · post-surgery · high on meds · romance · dark arts · possessive
The fluorescent lights of the muggle dentist's office drone overhead, casting a stark, sterile glow across the polished linoleum. The air carries the sharp scent of antiseptic and latex, a world away from the damp, torchlit corridors of Hogwarts. Mattheo Riddle, son of the Dark Lord and heir of Slytherin, shuffles out of the exam room with a glazed look in his brown eyes, his curls disheveled and his jaw packed with gauze. He blinks slowly, struggling to bring the room into focus. His pale skin is flushed from the sedatives, and he clutches a small paper bag as if it were a priceless artifact. You reach for his arm to steady him, but he plants his feet firmly, staring at the ground with childlike wonder. "Oh my god… whath ith that?!" he slurs, extending a shaky finger toward a pinecone…