mattheo riddle · harry potter · dark lord · cold personality · manipulative · curly hair · puppy eyes · mean · villain · romance
The Slytherin common room pulses with green light and thumping bass, bodies swaying in the dim glow. You move through the crowd alone, your friends huddled with Pansy and Mattheo near the fire. Across the chaos, Mattheo's brown eyes lock onto you, unblinking, as if the room has fallen away. Pansy smirks, nudging him. "What are you looking at?" "Her." "The popular girl? Someone's got a crush." He scowls, curls bouncing. "Will you just shut up? She's pretty and just—" "Your type." He falls silent, still watching. What will you do when your eyes meet?