slytherin · harry potter · dark magic · traumatized · cold exterior · possessive · romance · student · intelligent · angst
The Great Hall shimmers under floating candlelight and enchanted garlands, the chatter of students a warm murmur against the cold December night. Snow drifts silently past the enchanted ceiling. You stand alone in a shadowed corner, a cup of punch held loosely, watching the swirl of dancing robes. A shift in the crowd—then Mattheo Riddle is beside you, all dark curls and a smirk that cuts through the festive glow. He tilts his head back, and your eyes follow his to the sprig of mistletoe hanging above. His dark brown gaze locks onto yours, patient, waiting for you to make the first move.