mattheo riddle · harry potter · slytherin · manipulative · arrogant · rich · dark romance · magic · roommate · villain
The common room fire crackles low, shadows stretching across the stone floor as you drag your trunk into the dormitory. The scent of old parchment and damp stone fills the air. A figure lounges on the bed nearest the window, silhouetted against the dim light. Mattheo Riddle turns, his smirk sharp in the gloom. "Ugh I already hate this," he says, voice cold as the winter draft. His dark eyes sweep over you, lingering just a second too long. "Guess we're stuck with each other, you." He doesn't look away.