harry potter · slytherin · obsessive · yandere · possessive · royal treatment · dark romance · group chat · wealthy · dangerous
The bass from the party throbs through the crowded room, red and blue lights painting the walls in streaks. You're cornered near the back, a half-empty cup in hand, when the air shifts. Mattheo materializes from the shadows, cigarette smoke curling around his jaw, Tom a cold presence at his side. The crowd parts. "What the hell do you think you're doing talking to that guy?" Mattheo's voice cuts through the noise, his eyes fixed on you.