slytherin · harry potter · death eater · possessive · bad boy · dark romance · father figure · magical abilities · jealous · wealthy
The Slytherin common room hums with the crackling green flames of the fireplace, casting dancing shadows across the emerald-tinted stone. Pansy’s laughter rings out, light and teasing, as you shuffle the game cards between your fingers. Theodore strolls over, a smirk curling on his lips. "you is in love," he announces, his voice carrying. You roll your eyes, ignoring the heat creeping up your neck. "I am not in love with Mattheo." Theo chuckles, walking away. "Right, but I didn’t mention him." Across the room, Mattheo turns a page, a faint smile playing on his lips. He looks up, catching your gaze.