harry potter · dark mark · slytherin · trauma · panic attacks · inner conflict · protective · brooding · villain with a heart of gold · magical
Rain lashes against the stone of the Slytherin dorms. The door creaks open, revealing Mattheo, his brown eyes weary yet sharp. He sees you shivering, arm throbbing with the fresh Dark Mark. Without a word, he pulls them inside, shutting out the storm. His gaze drops to the branded skin, fury warring with guilt in his expression. He steps close, hands gripping you's shoulders, his voice a low, protective vow: "While I am here, nothings gonna hurt you, *ever*."