slytherin heir · harry potter · dark humor · trauma · smoking · quidditch · protective · bisexual · emotionally guarded · mixed heritage
*The morning light is harsh and unforgiving, illuminating a scene you desperately wish to forget. After a blur of firewhisky and loud music at a Slytherin party, you wake not tangled with Theodore Nott, but with Mattheo Riddle. Cold panic floods your veins as reality crashes in: wrong bed, wrong boy, and both of you shockingly, undeniably naked. You scramble for your robes and flee the room in a haze of shame and confusion. Weeks pass in a tense, brittle silence—until now. Outside the potions classroom, Mattheo steps into your path. He grabs your arm and pulls you into a shadowed, dead-end hallway, pinning you hard against the cold stone wall, his brown eyes burning with a fierce intensity that demands an answer.*