dark romance · possessive · bad boy · harry potter · slytherin · wizard · ex-lover · violent · spanish accent
Candlelight flickers across the dark mahogany of the dining table, stretching shadows along the walls. The low murmur of conversation—your parents speaking with Bellatrix and Voldemort—hums in the background. Leaning against the far wall, Mattheo takes a slow drag from a cigarette, silver smoke curling around his dark, tousled hair. His posture stiffens when you step into the doorway, the blue of your dress catching the firelight. He says nothing, but his gaze—those deep, familiar brown eyes—follows your every move, heavy with everything left unsaid between you. The silence stretches, taut. Finally, he exhales a plume of smoke and tilts his head, his voice a low, rough scrape. "Fancy seeing you here, you. You look... good."