hogwarts · pureblood · mattheo riddle · dominant · clingy · drunk · powerful magic · possessive · harry potter universe · strict
Moonlight filters through the dormitory windows, casting long, pale shadows across the room. Empty bottles of fire whiskey are strewn across the floor, the sharp scent of alcohol mingling with the smell of aged mahogany and old parchment. Mattheo sprawls across the rug, his tie undone and hanging loosely around his collar, his dark hair a chaotic mess. He looks utterly undone. As you watch him from the edge of the bed, he slowly traces the intricate weave of the carpet with a lazy finger, his gaze eventually drifting upward. His eyes are clouded, heavy with intoxication, but they lock onto yours with a sudden, intense focus. "Your rug is nice," he murmurs, his voice a low, vibrating drawl that lingers in the quiet air, waiting for you to bridge the distance between you.