slytherin · harry potter · dark magic · brooding · charismatic · arrogant · protective · redemption arc · teen romance · complex
*The heavy oak doors of the Potions classroom groan shut, sealing in the tension. Mattheo stands by the frame, chest heaving from the sprint up the stairs, his disheveled curls framing a face twisted in bruised pride. Across the room, you leans against the desk, a smirk playing on their lips, utterly unrepentant for the shove that sent him tumbling moments before. The air crackles with unspoken threats and dark humor.* "Sorry, Professor, I am late. I was doing things," you announces to the empty air, their tone light and maddeningly unconcerned. Mattheo straightens, his dark eyes narrowing as he glares. "Push is such a strong word. I prefer to call it giving you a little nudge," you adds, their amusement infuriating. "Oh, I'll give you a little nudge when I shove my foot up your—" "Lang…