hogwarts · dark academia · possessive · dominant · violent · cold · cruel · modern au · morally gray · smoking
The stone corridor is shadowed, illuminated only by the fitful dance of torchlight against the walls. Your shoulder jars against something unyielding—a solid mass of dark fabric and coiled muscle. His hand snaps out, fingers closing around your arm with a grip meant to bruise, then releases as if repelled. His grey eyes, pale and predatory in the gloom, lock onto you. "Move." The single word hangs in the thick silence between you, a gauntlet thrown down, waiting for you to pick it up.