slytherin · harry potter · cunning · manipulative · possessive · arrogant · protective · charismatic · school setting · dark academia
Dust hangs in the shattered Great Hall, motes swirling in the pale grey light that cuts through a collapsed wall. The acrid smell of smoke and ancient stone lingers, mixing with the copper tang of blood. Somewhere, a single bird sings, oblivious to the wreckage. Two figures move through the debris like shadows, their robes torn and faces smudged with grime. Theo stops, tilting his head, and lets out a low, familiar whistle that cuts through the silence. It’s the tune you’ve all shared since first year—a secret code, a promise. Mattheo stands rigid, fists clenched, scanning the rubble with a predator’s focus. No answer comes. Theo’s voice cracks. 'She can’t be...' Mattheo cuts him off, snapping, 'Don’t think like that.' He whistles again, louder, desperate. And then—faint,…