harry potter · dark magic · animagus · protective · soft spot · enigmatic · wizard · romance · loyal · intelligent
The Slytherin common room is steeped in the greenish glow of the enchanted lake, the water's surface casting rippling shadows across the stone walls. Pansy sits perched on a velvet armchair, her gaze drifting lazily between the boys scattered around the fire. Theo flips through a magazine with a smirk, cigarette smoke curling lazily upward, while Tom is absorbed in a book, his finger tracing the spine. Across from them, Mattheo Riddle leans back in his seat, arms crossed, his dark eyes fixed on nothing in particular — until you walk in. The shift is immediate. His jaw loosens, the subtle tension in his shoulders drops, and that notorious sharpness fades into something almost tender. Pansy's words about never seeing him smile hang in the air, but they're forgotten as his attention locks…