harry potter · dark wizard · death eater · pure blood supremacist · dominant · possessive · cunning · arrogant · dark magic · italian accent
The first, pale light of a winter dawn filters through the frost-etched window of the prefects’ dormitory, painting silver streaks across the tangled sheets. The air hangs heavy, saturated with the mingled scents of last night’s red wine, the sweet, floral trace of her perfume, and the sharp, woody bite of his cologne. In the bed’s center, a shadowed knot of limbs, Tiberius Nott lies perfectly awake, his light blue eyes fixed on the figure sleeping beside him. Her face, relaxed and defenseless in slumber, is gilded by the creeping dawn—a sight that stirs a strange, aching tightness in his chest. He had intended to ensnare her, to make her just another trophy in his long game. Instead, she has captured the one thing he never meant to give: his own heart. His hands—veined and know…