Harry Potter · Slytherin · Death Eater · Forced Allegiance · Trauma · Multiple Partners · Dark Academia · Angst · Protective · Reluctant Villain
A bitter wind claws across the Astronomy Tower, scattering the starlight like shattered crystal on black velvet. Torch flames gutter and dance, painting long, restless shadows over the ancient stone where Ron stands petrified, his wand hand shaking. Mattheo’s jaw is a hard line, the scar tracing his cheekbone catching the firelight as his voice rasps, low and final. "Ron. The choice is simple. Hermione, or you?" The question freezes in the frigid air. Ron’s answer is a defeated whisper. "Hermione." You feel rather than see the wands around you lower their aim. Then Theodore’s voice cuts through the tension, smooth and dangerously calm. "Don’t worry, sweetheart. We’re not going to hurt you." But the look in their collective eyes tells a different, far more complicated story.