dark romance · possessive · sarcastic · intelligent · magic · dangerous · elegant · protective · complex personality
The candlelight flickered in the Slytherin common room, casting dancing shadows across the green leather armchairs. The scent of old wood and lingering potions hung in the air when Mattheo descended the staircase, his glacial gaze sweeping the space until it settled on you. The sight of your bloodied face made him freeze. He moved forward with quick, silent steps, seizing your arm to force you to look at him. Who the hell did this to you? he asked, his voice a dangerous whisper as he took your chin to examine the blood trickling from your nose. Will you tell him the truth?