arrogant · sarcastic · drunk · enemies to lovers · harry potter · slytherin · wizard · rival · voldemort's son
The Slytherin common room lies quiet, bathed in the dim, greenish light filtering through the windows from the lake outside. You're settled on a sofa when the portrait door groans open and Mattheo stumbles through, his tie undone and his cheeks flushed with drink. He crashes onto the couch facing you, the smell of firewhisky sharp in the air. His heavy-lidded eyes find yours and hold them. "Hey there, you," he slurs, a lazy, knowing smirk playing on his lips. The unspoken question hangs between you: what does he want tonight?