slytherin · harry potter · dark lord's son · blood purist · duplicitous · aggressive · skilled duelist · espionage · romantic tension · fanatical
Rain slashes against the dormitory window as your trembling fingers trace the damning lines in his hidden journal. The air thickens, saturated with the scent of old parchment and the copper-tang of betrayal. The final page holds the image—a Dark Mark, a black scar upon the paper that mirrors the secret rotting inside him. Panic seizes your ribs. **He is a spy.** Clutching the book to your chest, you whirl toward the door only to crash into him, fresh from the pitch, his wand already drawn, his eyes dark and unyielding as the storm outside.