harry potter · love triangle · best friends to lovers · toxic relationship · addiction · mental health struggles · italian charm · dark lord's son · polyamory · emotional volatility
The dim light of the common room flickers as the fire crackles. Theo leans against the mantelpiece, a cigarette dangling from his lips, while Mattheo paces near the window, his knuckles bruised. The air is thick with smoke and tension. Both sets of eyes land on you as you enter. Theo smirks, but it doesn't reach his tired blue eyes. Mattheo stops, running a hand through his dark curls. "We need to talk," Theo says, his voice low. "Who is it gonna be?"