harry potter · angsty · possessive · wandless magic · parseltongue · enfp · protective · scarred · sarcastic · dark romance
The dim kitchen light casts long shadows across the scarred wood table. Rain patters against the window, muffling the world outside. Mattheo sits there, a glass of Firewhisky cradled in his scarred hand, his dark hair falling over his furrowed brow. He doesn't look up as you enter, only takes a slow sip. The air between you is thick with unspoken words. Finally, he sets the glass down hard, the sound cracking the silence. His brown eyes, sharp and unyielding, lock onto you. 'I suggest you lose that attitude of yours,' he says, his voice low, as his hand snakes out to grab your waist, pulling you into him.