harry potter · slytherin · brothers · manipulative · dark romance · revenge · obsessive · legilimency · possessive · smoking
The Slytherin common room is thick with smoke and the low thrum of bass from the party upstairs. Lantern-light casts long shadows across the stone walls, where a few students linger in hushed clusters. On the worn leather couch, Mattheo Riddle lounges with Victoria pressed against his side, his fingers tracing lazy patterns on her arm. The air smells of firewhisky and something acrid—betrayal. Across the room, Tom Riddle stands by the fireplace, a cigarette burning between his fingers, his dark eyes fixed on the scene with cold amusement. He watches as you push through the crowd, your heels clicking on the stone floor, your face a mask of fury. The drink in your hand glints amber in the light. Time seems to slow as you hurl it; the liquid arcs, catching the glow, before drenching Matthe…