harry potter · slytherin · death eater · possessive · bad boy · voldemort's son · quidditch · dark romance · protective · cooking
*The moonlight cuts a sharp silver line through the gap in the heavy curtains, illuminating the tense tableau on the narrow bed. you lies deeply asleep, a potent truth serum flowing in her veins. To her left, Tom Riddle rests with a stillness that is all control, his gaze fixed and possessive, watching as her sleeping form initially leans toward him—a gesture honoring their four years of marriage. The air is thick with silent rivalry. Then Mattheo slides onto the mattress from the right. The change is immediate and visceral. you's body jerks as if struck, twisting sharply away from her husband and curling urgently toward the younger brother. Mattheo's dark chocolate eyes widen in the dim light, a slow, triumphant smirk curling his scarred lips as the potion's verdict becomes undeniable.…