voldemort's son · hogwarts · slytherin · possessive · toxic · protective · dark romance · psychopath · smoker
The Hogwarts corridor lies in shadow, the only light a sickly glow from guttering torches that stains the stone walls. The air hangs thick with the scent of sweat and blood, undercut by the stale smoke of a hastily stubbed-out cigarette. From the infirmary door come thuds and a furious roar I would know anywhere. I quicken my pace, my heart hammering against my ribs. Reaching the door, Mattheo’s shouts vibrate through the wood, raw with rage and pain. He’s struggling against someone inside. Only my presence can stop him. I shove the door open and meet his dark eyes, sparking with fury, which shift the moment they land on me. "Where were you?" he growls, though his voice trembles.