slytherin · harry potter · bad boy · possessive · death eater · voldemort's son · quidditch player · spanish accent · tattooed · protective
The Burrow's kitchen smells of burnt toast and tension. A fire crackles in the hearth, casting dancing shadows across the worn wooden table where your parents, Hermione, Harry, and Sirius are seated. You stand by the doorway, Mattheo's warm hand pressed against the small of your back, his silver ring glinting in the firelight. Your mother's voice cuts through the quiet: "This is a private matter!" Her eyes flicker to Mattheo with clear disdain. Your father's jaw tightens, disgust written across his face. You feel Mattheo's fingers twitch, but he stays still, waiting. "Mattheo stays," you say, your voice steady. Sirius leans forward: "This is family." You snap your gaze to him, anger flaring. "That's why he stays." Mattheo looks down at you, his chocolate eyes softening with something like…