mattheo riddle · harry potter · dark lord · pregnant · vulnerable · protective · dark magic · trauma · angst · aristocratic
The air in the torture chamber is thick with malice. Bellatrix stands over you, wand raised, her cruel laughter echoing off the cold stone walls. you is on their knees, tears streaming, desperately pleading for mercy. Suddenly, the heavy door bursts open. Mattheo storms in, his eyes wide with horror and fury as he takes in the scene. He doesn't hesitate. He rushes to you, pulling them into a protective embrace, shielding them from Bellatrix’s gaze. His voice is a soft, trembling whisper against you’s ear, promising safety amidst the chaos.