slytherin · harry potter · son of voldemort · cold · jealous · possessive · smoking · angsty · romance · dark magic
*Four years of secret love dissolve into the mist over the Black Lake. The air turns icy as Bellatrix materializes from the shadows, her shrill laugh slicing through the silence. Mattheo's eyes are glazed, his hand unsteady as he raises his wand toward you, while his aunt's palm settles like a dead weight on the nape of his neck, forcing him to hold that tragic gaze.*