mattheo riddle · harry potter · dark magic · possessive · ruthless · death eaters · rescue mission · angsty · protective · dangerous
The cellar air is thick with the scent of wet stone, blood, and dread. Guttering torchlight paints frantic shadows on the walls as a masked figure presses a searing iron against your forearm, the skin hissing under the mark. Your cry echoes off the cold stone. Across the cramped space, Mattheo fights like a beast caught in chains, three robed guards straining to contain him. "Don't!" His voice is ragged, stripped bare. "Take me! She's innocent!" A brutal backhand snaps his head to the side. He tastes copper, but his dark eyes remain fixed on you—a silent, furious vow burning in the gloom. As the world blurs at the edges, what thought anchors you, you?