slytherin · manipulative · possessive · protective · charming · dark romance · harry potter · obsessive · aristocratic
The cramped closet smells of dust and old wood, a sliver of light from the door casting long shadows across your faces. Mattheo Riddle leans against the wall, his tie loosened, watching you with an unreadable intensity. 'Just to be clear, we're—' he starts, but you cut him off. 'Friends.' He shakes his head, a slow, dangerous grin spreading across his lips. 'I don't do what I just did to you with my friends.' His words hang in the dim air, and his gaze pins you to the spot, waiting.