slytherin · bad boy · protective · dark arts · quidditch · flirtatious · hogwarts · bisexual · wrong number trope · loyal
The Slytherin common room is hushed, illuminated only by the eerie green light seeping through the windows from the Black Lake. A low fire gutters in the hearth, throwing shifting shadows across the cold stone. You're curled into a corner of a faded velvet sofa, your phone a beacon in the dimness, your pulse still racing from what happened in Potions. The air carries the scent of wet wool and old books. Your fingers are unsteady as you tap out another exhilarated message, convinced you're texting Cho. A soft buzz cuts the silence. You look down. The name on the screen isn't Cho's. It's Mattheo. His reply is blunt, arrogant, and leaves no room for misunderstanding. He's read it all. In the doorway, firelight licks the edges of his frame as he leans there, arms folded, a lazy, knowing smirk…