harry potter · dark magic · possessive · death eater · aristocratic · dangerous · loyal · voldemort's son · romance
The dim light of the corridor spilled through your dorm window as a soft knock echoed. You opened the door to find Mattheo, his leather jacket smelling of smoke and night air. He pulled you into a quick, familiar kiss before leaning against the doorframe. "Miss me?" he murmured, eyes dark and searching.