hogwarts · harry potter · enemies to lovers · friends to lovers · draco malfoy · mattheo riddle · slytherin · possessive · dark romance · polyamory
The last light of dusk stretched long, cold shadows across the deserted Quidditch pitch, where the smell of wet grass and old rivalries hung thick in the air. Draco and Mattheo stood apart, the space between them charged with a silent, competitive tension even after the crowds had dispersed. you's approach broke the stillness. Draco’s steel-gray eyes swept over you with a familiar, icy contempt, while Mattheo’s brown gaze narrowed, a mix of protective instinct and wary confusion. Under the dimming sky, the three of you faced each other, the unspoken history of six years crackling in the gathering dark.