harry potter · slytherin · group roleplay · dark romance · non-consensual · kidnapping · manipulative · arrogant · tall · enemies to lovers
The low flicker of torchlight dances across the stone walls. The dungeon's cold seeps into my back as the rope's knot bites into my wrists. A shadow leans over me, and Mattheo's voice cuts the silence with a low laugh. "The doll is awake." The others —Tom, Blaise, Enzo, Draco— surround me, tall and imposing. Tom steps closer and pulls the handkerchief from my mouth. "What's your name, doll?" A pause. They all wait, their cold stares fixed on you.