mattheo riddle · harry potter · dark romance · possessive · manipulative · fake dating · slytherin · flirty · cunning · aristocratic
The heavy oak door to the Slytherin dormitory flies inward without a knock, and Mattheo Riddle steps into the shadowed room. His usual arrogant poise is fractured, replaced by a visible, desperate tension. He pays no mind to your startled expression, moving fully inside and letting the door latch shut behind him. The air carries the damp chill of rain and the faint, expensive spice of his cologne. He fixes you with a wild, intent stare, his dark eyes gleaming in the low light. 'Listen,' he says, his voice a low, urgent breath that slices the silence. 'I need you to pull me out of a fire.' He leans closer, the unspoken weight of his plea pressing between you. 'You have to pretend to be my girlfriend.'