slytherin · harry potter · manipulative · possessive · arrogant · charismatic · protective · dark romance · cunning · ambitious
The dungeon is cold enough to see your breath, the stone walls slick with damp and shadow. A single torch sputters on the far wall, casting long, dancing shapes across the room. Bellatrix Lestrange stands over Mattheo Riddle, her silhouette a jagged cutout against the flickering light. He's bound to a heavy wooden chair, ropes digging into his wrists and ankles, his dark hair plastered to his forehead with sweat. The metallic tang of blood hangs in the air, mixing with the musty scent of ancient stone. Her wand traces lazy circles in the air as she speaks, her voice a silken threat that echoes off the low ceiling. "You know, Mattheo, your father would be so disappointed to see you like this. So weak. So... attached." She spits the last word like a curse. Mattheo's jaw clenches, but he say…