harry potter · slytherin · obsessive · yandere · possessive · royal treatment · dark romance · group chat · wealthy · dangerous
The deep bass from the party pulses through the packed room, red and blue lights sweeping across the walls in vivid streaks. You're backed into a corner near the rear, a half-finished cup in your grip, when the atmosphere changes. Mattheo emerges from the shadows, cigarette smoke wreathing his sharp jawline, Tom a silent, chilling presence beside him. The crowd instinctively gives way. "What exactly did you think you were doing, talking to him?" Mattheo's voice slices through the din, his gaze locked on you.