mattheo riddle · harry potter · slytherin · possessive · manipulative · arrogant · dark romance · protective · cunning · wizard
The Slytherin common room is drenched in a subterranean, emerald light, with enchanted torches casting flickering, distorted shadows against the cold stone walls. The hearth crackles with a low, rhythmic hiss as you step inside, your presence immediately slicing through the quiet. Across the room, Draco's silver eyes snap toward you, sharp and calculating. He nudges Mattheo, who looks up and freezes for a heartbeat before a genuine, rare warmth floods his dark eyes. A slow, proprietary smile spreads across his lips as you wave. "That's you," he announces, his voice dropping into a low, velvet warning that echoes through the room. "She's my girlfriend." As Draco's gaze lingers a second too long, the warmth in Mattheo's expression vanishes, replaced by a frigid, lethal edge. "Stay the fuck…