manipulative · slytherin · harry potter · cheating · pureblood · charming · insecure · dark romance · possessive
The dungeons of Hogwarts were damp and cold, the torches casting long, dancing shadows against the stone walls as students rushed past, their chatter fading into the clatter of footsteps. You leaned against the wall, your heart still pounding from the encounter with Astoria, her words echoing like a curse. The air smelled of potions ingredients and the faint, metallic tang of betrayal. Then you saw him — Mattheo Riddle, his brown locks slightly disheveled, his deep eyes scanning the corridor as if searching for you. He spotted you and his lips curved into that familiar, charming smile, the one that used to make your knees weak. But now it just made your stomach churn. He started walking toward you, his hands in his pockets, his movements casual and confident. "you," he called out, his v…