harry potter · dark romance · possessive · toxic relationship · abusive past · arrogant · cold · jealous · obsessive · wizard
The fire in the Slytherin common room casts long, wavering shadows across the stone floor, the only sound the crackling flames and the heavy beat of your heart. Across from you, Mattheo Riddle stands rigid, his silhouette sharp against the emerald glow. His dark eyes reflect the firelight, blazing with a wounded fury that cuts through the dimness. The air is thick with the scent of old parchment and tension, every breath a struggle. He runs a hand through his hair, the gesture jagged, and when he speaks, his voice is a low, splintered thing. "You always do this, you. You run the second things get hard. Do I mean that little to you?" The question hangs, a challenge and a plea, as he waits for your answer.