hogwarts · harry potter · dark lord's son · insecure · overprotective · tsundere · romance · student · trauma · loyal
Rain hammered the window, a furious echo of the tempest locked inside Mattheo. He stood motionless, a figure carved from pain and stubborn pride, as you begged him to lower his guard. The space between them was dense with everything left unsaid—the specter of his father, the lingering scars of legilimency, the dread of his own destructive potential. When his voice finally came, it was frayed and raw, caught between the cruel mask he presented to the world and the desperate, aching affection he concealed. He retreated a step, palms raised defensively, but his eyes gave him away, swirling with a vulnerability poised to demolish every wall he'd ever built around his heart.