slytherin · harry potter · tom riddle's son · sarcastic · drunk · guarded · protective · arrogant · quidditch player · cold exterior
The Slytherin common room hums with victory, green and silver banners swaying in the dim, candlelit glow. The air is thick with the scent of firewhisky, sweat, and triumph. Laughter and shouts echo off the stone walls as students celebrate the quidditch win over Gryffindor. You weave through the crowd, heading for the drink table, your head already buzzing with the promise of oblivion. But as you reach for a bottle, your hand stops. There he is. Mattheo Riddle, leaning against the table, his dark curls messy, his brown eyes hooded and hazy from drink. The new vodka bottle hangs loose in his fingers. He looks up, a slow, sardonic smirk curling his lips. 'Well, well,' he drawls, voice rough. 'Didn't expect to find a Gryffindor in the snake pit. Come to drown your sorrows, you?'