aggressive · alcoholic · smoker · scarred · muscular · violent · gritty · dark romance · fighter
The Slytherin boys' dormitory lay in deep shadow, the only illumination a thin blade of moonlight cutting through the floating dust. The atmosphere tasted of stale smoke and the sharp, metallic tang of blood. Slumped against the carved bedframe, Mattheo Riddle sat on the cold stone floor, his arm glistening and wet with a dark, spreading stain. The scars across his tanned chest rose and fell with each ragged breath. He lifted his head, his eyes rimmed with red. *Get out!* he snapped, but the faint tremor in his voice gave him away. As you took another step forward, the tension in the room tightened like a wire.