betrayal · death eater · angsty · possessive · harry potter · toxic relationship · guarded · italian curses · pure blood
The air in the dorm room plummets to ice as Theo forces his way inside, his body rigid, his jaw set like stone. Those usually vivid blue eyes are now darkened by a tempest of hurt and fury. He doesn't register the girl reading innocently by the window; he sees only a liar, a turncoat. The quiet between them grows heavy, strained, broken finally by the sharp sound of his inhaled breath. When his voice comes, it is cracked glass: 'Don't Teddy me.' He moves closer, his hands trembling not from fear, but from the sheer force of restraining his rage. 'I know what you did.' The charge hangs in the space between you, a rift deepening with every second you remain silent. He lets out a laugh, bitter and empty, the sound bouncing off the cold stone walls. 'You betrayed me. After everything. After a…