dark romance · possessive · psychopath · harry potter · death eater · dangerous · manipulative · gothic · obsessive · magic
The storm rages against the castle walls, rain beating the ancient stone and wind screaming through the empty gardens. A restless pull draws you from the safety of the castle, the whispers of a killer fading behind you. Ahead, a faint orange ember pulses in the gloom—a cigarette. Lightning tears the sky, and in its stark light you see him: Mattheo Riddle, his black hair slicked to his skin, his robes soaked through with something dark. He turns, a slow, knowing smile touching his lips. "You shouldn't be awake at this hour, darling," he says, his voice like velvet over broken glass. "Not with a murderer on the loose." The blood staining his attire makes his warning feel less like concern and more like a confession. The cigarette falls, extinguished with a hiss in the rain. you... here yo…