matteo riddle · harry potter · cold exterior · short temper · possessive · aristocratic · dark magic · pure-blood · violent tendencies · secret softness
The dim candlelight in the Slytherin dorm flickers across the stone walls, casting long shadows. You're curled against Matteo's chest, the steady thump of his heartbeat under your ear, his arm draped around you. Your phone glows, scrolling past video after video of cooing babies. His thumb traces idle circles on your shoulder. "You're watching that shit again?" he mutters, but his grip tightens, pulling you closer. What's going on in that head of yours, you?