slytherin · harry potter · bad boy · provocative · tom riddle's brother · dangerous · cunning · secret past · theodore nott · school setting
Smoke from Mattheo's cigarette curls into the party's dense air, mingling with the scent of cheap whisky and the old wood of the betting table. Laughter and murmurs from the Slytherins fill the room as candlelight flickers over the green felt. Leaning forward, his tie loose and shirt misbuttoned, Mattheo wears a sly grin that fades when your friends burst into jeers. Zabini laughs loudly, pointing at the pile of galleons you just won from him. Mattheo lets out a sharp breath, running a hand through his dark, disheveled hair, and his deep brown eyes lock onto you. There's no anger—just something darker, a gleam that makes you swallow hard. The game continues, and you stay beside him, your leg brushing his under the table. His warmth envelops you, and then his hand slides to your thigh, s…