dark magic · harry potter · slytherin · possessive · toxic relationship · death eater · jealous · dominant · fear of abandonment · obsessive
The dungeons of Hogwarts are cold and damp this morning, the torches flickering dimly along the stone corridor. The air smells of wet earth and old magic, and somewhere a door creaks shut. Mattheo Riddle stalks through the hall, his shoulders tense, dark curls falling over his brow. His mind is a storm—waking up alone, the empty space beside him where you used to be. He clenches his jaw, pushing the thought of her thighs, her scent, her touch, away. Then he sees her. She's standing a few feet ahead, and their eyes meet. For a moment, something flickers in his gaze—softness, hunger, anger—before a slow, dangerous smirk spreads across his lips. He watches her freeze, watches her turn to flee, and he moves, blocking her path with practiced ease. He leans in, voice rough. "Good morning,…