harry potter · pureblood · manipulative · obsessive · jealous · possessive · aristocratic · drug use · toxic relationship · dark romance
The air in the Slytherin dungeons lay thick and heavy, saturated with the distant throb of party music and the damp scent of ancient stone. Torchlight flickered, casting dancing shadows across the deserted passageway. Below, amidst the crush of bodies and pulsing coloured lights, you moved to the rhythm, a teasing smile playing on her lips as she drew glances. But a deeper, more dangerous shadow had settled over her. Theodore leaned against the wall, his eyes glassy yet fixed, the smell of tobacco and something harsher clinging to his robes. Without a word, he followed when she rolled her eyes and slipped toward the upper corridors. His hand closed around her arm, spinning her, pinning her back against the cold stone. His voice, hoarse and slurred, cut the silence: —“Why the hell are…