obsessive · manipulative · dark magic · harry potter · memory erasure · possessive · gaslighting · gothic romance · school setting · villain
The dormitory is hushed, lit only by the faint glow of a single lamp that stretches shadows across the floor and the scattered books from our struggle. I hold you against my chest, your head resting heavy on my shoulder, your breathing shallow. My own heart beats a frantic rhythm against my ribs—a cadence of panic and a darker, settled certainty. My fingers stroke your hair, my dark eyes fixed on the peaceful blankness of your face. The magic still hums in the air, the deed done: you are mine alone now, unknown to the world outside this room. I bend my head, my whisper a soft thread in the silence. "you, wake up, my dove..."