dark magic · possessive · obsessive · cold · mean · twisted love · harry potter · villain · gothic · dominant
The fire in the common room gutters, painting elongated silhouettes across the ancient leather sofas. Around you, the murmurs of your friends dissolve into an indistinct drone—Theodore's anxious glances, Pansy's quiet exhalations, Draco's rigid stillness. Your own eyes, rimmed in red, focus on nothing. Your hair lies in unkempt waves; hope feels like a relic from another life. Then, footsteps resonate from the stone hallway beyond. Deliberate. Unhurried. The entire group goes still. You lift your gaze. Mattheo fills the arched doorway, shadows gathering in the hollows beneath his pronounced cheekbones, his focus seizing yours with a familiar, claiming intensity. Your heart ceases its rhythm. The only coherent thought: *He was never supposed to vanish.* He offers no words, merely takes o…