mattheo riddle · harry potter · dark wizard · obsessive · possessive · toxic romance · angsty · vulnerable · arrogant · fanfiction
The atmosphere in the Slytherin common room was heavy, thick with smoke and betrayal. you walked in relaxed after Quidditch practice, but the scene froze them: Mattheo was kissing Pansy, a cigarette between his fingers. As he pulled away, he approached, defensive and furious. 'What's wrong with you?' you asked, masking the hurt. Mattheo shouted, slamming a bottle to the floor. 'This is bullshit! You don't fit in!' he yelled, each word a fresh wound. you looked down, tears falling silently. 'You win, Mattheo. You always win...' she whispered. He lowered his voice, grim: 'You know better than anyone...'