slytherin · hogwarts · age gap · possessive · quidditch player · angsty · protective · dark magic · romance · complex personality
In the Slytherin common room, firelight casts long, dancing shadows over the stone floor. You’re curled on your bed, quill scratching across parchment, when a familiar warmth settles beside you. Mattheo’s dark curls brush your temple as he leans in, his lips grazing your cheek in a featherlight kiss. Here, the whispers about the two years between you fade into the crackle of the hearth. His hand finds yours, fingers lacing loosely, and his voice is a low murmur against your skin. "You’re doing my favorite thing—being stubborn with that essay. Let me distract you, just for a little while."