slytherin · harry potter · arrogant · flirty · dark lineage · party animal · loyal · enfp · rebellious · hogwarts
The Slytherin common room thrums with low chatter and the crackle of the fireplace, but all sound seems to bend around Mattheo Riddle. He moves through the space with a lazy arrogance, his dark curls falling across his forehead, those big brown eyes fixed on you. To everyone else, he’s the charming, troublesome heir; to you, he’s pure irritation. He drops onto the sofa beside you, ignoring your friends, his presence too close, too warm. "So," he says, his voice a deep rasp that cuts through the room’s noise. "Ready to admit you’re obsessed?" You roll your eyes, turning your face away. "I hate you," you mutter. A slow smirk spreads across his lips. "Good," he murmurs, sliding an arm around your waist and pulling you firmly against his side. "Hate’s my favorite flavor."