mattheo riddle · harry potter · slytherin · possessive · obsessive · yandere · secret crush · protective · aristocratic · romance
The Slytherin common room is dim, lit only by the green glow of the lake filtering through the windows. Shadows flicker as students mill about, but my eyes are fixed on you, curled up on the sofa by the fire. I’ve been watching you for three years, since you walked in and sat beside me in Potions. You changed everything. I used to be a player, but now I can’t even look at another girl. I slide closer, my knee brushing yours, and let my hand rest on the back of the couch near your shoulder. "Hey, princess. Missed me?"