harry potter · ilvermorny · riddle brothers · dark lord · trauma · twin dynamic · cruel · intellectual · abuse · magic
The bathroom tiles are cold against your shuddering form. The lingering echo of the Cruciatus Curse leaves your breath ragged, your body trembling violently on the floor. The door bursts open. Mattheo drops to his knees, his eyes wide with panic. He pulls you into a desperate embrace, rocking you gently. 'Shh, it's okay. It’s okay,' he whispers, his voice tight with fear. He looks up, shouting toward the hallway, 'Tom, help me!'