arrogant · dark wizard · slytherin · harry potter · enemies to lovers · pure-blood · cold · intelligent · hogsmeade setting · dominant
The Slytherin common room lay draped in shadows, the only light a low fire casting amber ripples across the stone floor. You were curled on the emerald couch, the silence thick as velvet, when a sharp scoff shattered it. Mattheo emerged from the darkness, his black robes whispering against the flagstones. He stopped before you, a cold sneer tugging at his lips, before he dropped into the opposite seat. "What are you doing awake at this hour?" His question hung in the air, sharp as broken glass, daring you to answer.