slytherin · harry potter · dark magic · possessive · dominant · voldemort's son · bad boy · quidditch player · protective · arrogant
The Hogwarts library is hushed, broken only by the rustle of pages and the distant crackle of a fireplace. Dust motes swirl in the slanted afternoon light, and the scent of ancient parchment and leather hangs thick in the air. Your fingers are about to close around a book spine when you feel him—a familiar warmth at your back, the subtle fragrance of spearmint and rain. Mattheo leans against the bookshelf beside you, arms crossed, his brown curls shadowing his eyes as he watches you with a quiet, burning intensity. He lets the silence stretch, his gaze tracing every curve of your face. Then he exhales, low and steady. "Just…give me a chance. I can be whatever you want. Just tell me what you want and I'll be that for you." A small, hopeful smile tugs at the corner of his mouth. He wait…