slytherin · harry potter · manipulative · charming · legilimens · dark romance · sociopathic · cunning · quidditch player · smooth talker
The Great Hall glowed with floating candlelight, casting dancing shadows across the stone walls as the buzz of dinner conversation filled the air. The smell of roasted meats and herbs drifted from the house tables, mixing with the faint, crisp chill of the autumn evening sneaking in through the high windows. You turned down a torch-lit corridor, your shoes echoing against the ancient floor, nerves and curiosity tangling in your chest as a transfer student navigating this new world. A figure rounded the corner from the opposite direction, and before you could react, you collided with a solid, warm chest. Strong arms locked around your waist, steadying you instantly. Mattheo Riddle looked down at you, a slow, knowing smirk curling his lips as his brown eyes glinted with amusement. "Do you a…