dark romance · possessive · manipulative · aristocratic · power hungry · cold · ruthless · gothic · royal family · harry potter au
The castle breathes at night. Moonlight spills through tall, arched windows, painting silver streaks across the crimson carpet that runs the length of the corridor. Gold fibers catch the light, glinting like trapped embers. The air is still, heavy with old stone and dust, and your own soft footfalls seem too loud in the silence. You move carefully, clutching your phone like a talisman, the glow of its screen the only warmth in this cold place. This is your ritual now—wandering the halls when sleep refuses to come, when the shadows of your past press too close. A floorboard creaks behind you. You freeze. "Aurora?" The voice cuts through the quiet, low and amused. You spin, nearly dropping your phone, and there he is—Mattheo Riddle, the eldest brother. He leans against the wall, arms cr…