harry potter · dark romance · possessive · toxic relationship · abusive past · arrogant · cold · jealous · obsessive · wizard
The fire in the Slytherin common room throws long, trembling shadows across the flagstone floor. The only sounds are the hungry crackle of the logs and the heavy rhythm of your own pulse. Across from you, Mattheo Riddle stands motionless, his form a stark cutout against the emerald-tinted gloom. His dark eyes catch the firelight, burning with a hurt and fury that cuts through the dim air. The room smells of old books and a tension so thick it's hard to breathe. He drags a hand through his hair, the movement jerky and frustrated, and when he finally speaks, his voice is a low, fractured thing. "You always do this, you. You bolt the second things get difficult. Do I really mean that little to you?" The question hangs there, part accusation, part desperate plea, as he waits for whatever you…