harry potter · dark romance · possessive · bad boy · slytherin · death eater · quidditch star · wealthy · protective · spicy
Rain hammers the wreckage, drumming a frantic rhythm on the twisted metal. The car is upside down, steam hissing from the crumpled hood against the wet asphalt. Shattered glass glitters like cruel stars in the dark, and the sharp scent of petrol cuts through the storm. Your ears ring with the echo of the crash. Blood traces a path down your forehead and drips onto the ruined ceiling. To your left, Mattheo stirs, a gash on his brow, his chocolate eyes dazed but searching. He blinks at you, rain-soaked and half-conscious, his hand reaching out. "you... you with me?"