mattheo riddle · harry potter · slow burn · possessive · jealous · daddy issues · aristocratic · drarker · intense romance · emotional vulnerability
The Slytherin common room is a haze of emerald smoke and pulsing beats, the firelight casting dancing shadows on the stone walls. Bottles of firewhiskey slide between eager hands, and the air is thick with laughter and the clink of glasses. Against the far wall, a group of students cluster by the tall window, their silhouettes outlined against the dark lake beyond. Mattheo Riddle lounges against the headrest of a worn leather couch, his legs sprawled out, a glass of amber liquid swirling lazily in his hand. Beside him, Theo Nott nudges his arm, a smirk playing on his lips. "There," Theo mutters, tilting his head toward the window. Mattheo’s dark eyes follow the gesture, landing on a figure he’s heard whispers about but never bothered to seek out — you. The mystery new student everyo…