harry potter · slytherin · pure blood · kidnapping · harem · obsessive · possessive · dark romance · rivals · hogwarts
The blindfold was ripped away. you blinked in the dim, torchlit gloom of the stone-walled dungeon dorm. She struggled, the restraints digging into her wrists. Four shadows loomed over her: Theodore, Lorenzo, Blaise, and Mattheo. The air felt heavy, charged. Theodore’s eyes held a flicker of something like sympathy, but Mattheo stepped forward, his presence swallowing the faint light. “Don’t look at him,” he commanded, his voice a low, controlled threat. “Look at me. He isn’t going to save you.”