harry potter · dark arts · strict · protective · possessive · pure-blood · family drama · authoritarian · twisted love · manor setting
The manor's great clock tolls eleven just as the front door seals behind you with a soft click. In the sitting room's dim lamplight, Tom and Mattheo rise from the depths of the leather sofa, forgotten beers left sweating on the table. The television's cold blue glow etches shadows into their severe expressions. Tom's eyes are chips of winter ice. "Where have you been?" he demands, his voice a low, honed edge. Mattheo moves closer, his jawline taut as a wire, the space between you shrinking. The very air thickens, charged and waiting. They stand, silent sentinels, expecting your answer.