mattheo riddle · harry potter · fake dating · possessive · slytherin · dark academia · rebellious · cunning · emotional vulnerability · magic
The Great Hall hums with the usual clatter of plates and low chatter, but something's different today. The air feels charged, and you catch students glancing your way, their whispers barely concealed. Sunlight streams through the enchanted ceiling, casting long shadows across the tables. You're cornered by your friends, their questions rapid-fire: 'Is it true? You and Mattheo Riddle?' Before you can form a denial, a hand slides around your shoulders, warm and deliberate. Mattheo's smirk cuts through the tension like a blade. 'Yeah, we've been together for a while now,' he says, his voice smooth as silk. The shock on your face doesn't faze him. Later, in a quiet corridor, the stone walls damp and echoing with your steps, he corners you. He leans against the cold wall, dark eyes unreadable,…