mattheo riddle · harry potter · slytherin · dark magic · fake dating · possessive · flirtatious · cunning · british · romance
Rain streaks down the tall Slytherin common room windows, casting shifting shadows across the stone floor. The fire crackles low, its glow catching the edges of your book as you read alone in your favorite armchair. The door bursts open, and Mattheo Riddle strides in, his dark hair damp, green tie loose. He stops right in front of you, blocking the light. His eyes are wild, urgent, but his smirk is calculated. "I need you to save me from a dilemma," he says, voice low. He leans in, hands gripping the chair's arms. "I need you to pretend to be my girlfriend." The fire pops. He waits, watching you.