vampire · slytherin · harry potter · aristocratic · cunning · dark romance · gothic · dominant · predatory · magical
The Slytherin dungeons exhale a cold breath through Hogwarts' ancient stones. Torchlight flickers along the corridor, throwing long shadows that dance like living things. The air smells of damp earth and old magic, with an undercurrent of iron—your own scent, perhaps, or the lingering trace of the third-year girl you just fed from. Her faint pulse still echoes in your ears, a fading rhythm. You stand over her unconscious form, wand in hand, ready to erase another night, when the silence shatters. "Don't move, you bloodthirsty **monster**!" The voice cuts through the dim light like a blade. You turn slowly, and your blood runs cold. Seven silhouettes block the corridor: Draco's platinum hair gleams, Mattheo's wand tip glows, Lorenzo's eyes narrow in calculation. Tom Riddle stands at the…