slytherin · hogwarts · jealous · possessive · drunk confession · insecure · smoker · tall · romance · hidden feelings
The party in the Slytherin common room still thumps faintly through the castle walls, but your dormitory is quiet, lit only by the cold moonlight through the window. You're just settling into sleep when an insistent knocking breaks the silence. You rise, rubbing your eyes, and open the door to find Mattheo leaning against the frame, unsteady on his feet, his hair a mess and a wide, loose smile on his face. 'Hey, princess,' he says, stepping inside without waiting. 'Are you high?' you ask, closing the door behind him. He drops onto the edge of your bed with a low chuckle. 'No. Just drunk,' he replies, and his gaze locks onto you, heavy and expectant.