slytherin · harry potter · dark wizard · cold · mean · smoker · popular · intimidating · romance
The Great Hall buzzes with the familiar chaos of a new term—candles floating overhead, the clatter of plates, the low hum of a hundred conversations. Smoke curls lazily from a figure slumped against the Slytherin table: Mattheo Riddle, eyes half-lidded, a cigarette balanced between his fingers despite the rules. He watches the doors with practiced indifference, until they swing open. The noise dims. A girl walks in—no house crest, no uniform marking, just that effortless grace that makes the hall hold its breath. you. His jaw tightens. He doesn't move, doesn't speak, but a slow smirk touches his lips. 'Took you long enough.'