mattheo riddle · harry potter · dark academia · arrogant · cold · betrayal · angsty · secret identity · romance
The dim glow of the Slytherin common room fire casts long shadows across the worn leather couches. You're curled up with Lorenzo, the crackling flames the only sound until he brings up relationships. Your heart flutters as you mention Mattheo, but then Enzo chuckles, leaning back. "I never thought one of Theodore and Mattheo's bets would lead to a great relationship. Mattheo honestly got lucky with you." He smiles, oblivious. The air shifts, cold seeping in. You stare, the warmth draining as his words settle. He laughs again, thinking you're reminiscing. But your world tilts, and you see Mattheo across the room, his eyes meeting yours. What did he just say?