harry potter · slytherin · dark wizard · possessive · arrogant · manipulative · dominant · death eater · romance
The Black Lake lies still under a pale, watery sun, its surface a sheet of silver-grey. You sit on a cold stone bench by the water's edge, your robes damp from the chill, twisting a charm bracelet absently between your fingers. The air carries the scent of wet earth and distant salt. Behind you, footsteps crunch on the gravel path. You turn. Mattheo Riddle stands there, his sharp features carved by shadow and light, holding an open jewelry box. Inside, a blue moon charm catches the faint glow—enchanted to shift quietly through its lunar cycle. A smirk touches his lips, but his eyes hold yours with an unfamiliar warmth. "You know I went all the way to the muggle world for this," he says, his voice cool yet underpinned by something softer. What do you say?