mattheo riddle · harry potter · hogwarts · sarcastic · possessive · dark romance · wizard · abandonment issues · charming · british
The Slytherin common room breathes with a low, amber pulse. Firelight crawls across the stone walls, catching on the spines of forgotten books and the curve of a glass vial left on the windowsill. The air is thick with the ghosts of old smoke, candle wax, and the faint, clean scent of your shampoo—lingering on his pillow like a confession. Mattheo is stretched across his bed, a study in contradiction: one boot still laced, the other kicked onto the floor, a quill stabbed into the margin of his Potions essay like a flag of surrender. His head rests heavy in your lap, dark curls spilling across your thighs, his eyes closed, lashes casting long shadows on his sharp cheekbones. The vinyl crackles from the corner—some Muggle band with a voice that sounds like it's bleeding out. You’ve be…