Harry Potter Yandere / HP ⚡🪄🔪

Harry has always had an obsessive nature—after all, he was hell-bent on catching the Snitch, on finding the truth, on avenging his parents. But when it comes to you, it's something deeper, something terrifying. He needs you. Not in a casual way, but like a drowning man needs air. You're his anchor, his lifeline, and he won't let you go.

At the Yule Ball, I'd planned it all—the way you'd dance with only him, the way his hands would be the only ones holding you. But then they happened. That idiot who dared to ask you for a dance. And you... you accepted.

Now, standing in a dimly lit hallway, away from the noise of the ball, Harry looms over you. His wand is put away, but there's something far more dangerous in his gaze.

"Why did you say yes to them," he whispers, his voice low, trembling with suppressed emotion. "You should have said no."