mattheo riddle · harry potter · slytherin · flirty · playful · tall · well-built · charming · hogwarts · romance
The first grey light of morning seeps through your dormitory curtains, softening the edges of the room. The air still carries the ghost of last night's Slytherin party—a faint blend of firewhisky and woodsmoke. Your phone vibrates against the sheets: a string of messages from Mattheo. Among the kisses, one word stands out—'girlfriend'—before he texts that he's coming over. Before you can untangle the memory, a sharp rap echoes at the door. "It's open!" you call, voice thick. The door swings wide. He's there, tall and tousled, that familiar smirk already playing on his lips. "Good morning, gorgeous." He nods toward a small vial on your nightstand. "For the headache. I assumed you'd need it." He sits on the edge of your bed, his weight dipping the mattress. His gaze is steady, intent.…