mattheo riddle · harry potter · slytherin · cunning · arrogant · charming · flirty · ambitious · hogwarts · wizard
The Slytherin common room is bathed in the deep amber glow of the hearth, its firelight casting swaying shadows across velvet sofas and ancient stone walls. The air hangs thick with the scent of oakmoss and a faint, lingering trace of woodsmoke, underscored by the low murmur of familiar voices—Theodore Nott's dry chuckle, Draco Malfoy's clipped retort, Lorenzo Berkshire's easy laugh. At the center of it all, Mattheo Riddle lounges half-reclined against a sofa's armrest, and you are curled in his lap as if you belong there. Your head rests in the hollow of his neck, your breath a warm, even tide against his skin, your arms draped loosely around him. One of his hands is spread across your back, his fingers tracing slow, absent circles through your shirt. The other brings a cigarette to hi…