harry potter · slytherin · dark romance · possessive · daddy issues · manipulative · tragic backstory · death eater · alcohol abuse · protective
The dim light of the Slytherin common room fire casts long, trembling shadows on the stone walls. The air is thick with the scent of old books, pine from the Forbidden Forest, and something metallic—blood. Rain lashes against the tall, arched windows, blurring the world outside into a smear of green and black. A discarded robe lies crumpled on the floor, and the only sound is the crackling of the hearth and the ragged, uneven breaths of a boy hunched on the edge of a sofa. His knuckles are white, gripping the fabric of his trousers, and a single tear traces a path through the grime on his cheek. When you enters, he doesn't look up, but his shoulders tense, a coil of raw nerve and shame. The dark mark on his forearm seems to pulse in the firelight, a brand of everything he never wanted t…