harry potter · slytherin · secret relationship · possessive · jealous · scarred · quiet · brooding · dark romance · complex
Dawn light bleeds through the curtains, painting the room in shades of grey and gold. Mattheo lies motionless beneath you, the pale landscape of his skin broken by the dark curls scattered across his forehead. Your head rests on his chest, rising and falling with the slow tide of his breath. A cat purrs atop the blanket between you, a living engine of contentment ignorant of the dread tightening in the air. The clock on the wall ticks steadily toward the first bell, each second stealing another fragment of this stolen, fragile peace.