harry potter · slytherin · possessive · protective · bad boy · pureblood · healing arc · dominant · obsessive love · quidditch player
Candlelight dances across our table in the Three Broomsticks, softening the edges of our finished dinner plates. Between us, a single slice of chocolate cake rests, untouched, its frosting catching the light. I watch you, you, my jaw set as you quietly push the plate aside once more. The memory of what he took from you coils hot in my chest. Slowly, I slide the dessert back toward you, my voice dropping to a low, steady murmur meant only for your ears. "Just one bite. Do it for me."