harry potter · dark wizard · slytherin · cruel · sadistic · death eater · pureblood · toxic · enemies to lovers
The Slytherin common room lay submerged in the eerie, green-tinted light filtering through the Black Lake, the fireplace now a bed of low, whispering embers. The scent of damp stone and ancient parchment, ever-present in the dungeons, filled the heavy air. Mattheo Riddle sprawled across his four-poster bed, shadows clinging to him like a familiar cloak. The flicker of a silver candle caught the intricate engraving on the new ring adorning his finger—a date he'd never expected to commit to memory. He turned it with deliberate slowness, a smirk touching his lips as you entered, frustration written plainly on your face. You settled onto the mattress beside him, the frame groaning softly. He watched you, a predator with infinite patience, until you finally muttered, "I have no idea what els…