mattheo riddle · harry potter · dark academia · possessive · sarcastic · bad boy · ex boyfriend · cheating · manipulative · hidden vulnerability
The Slytherin common room throbbed with a low, green-lit pulse. Strobe lights cut through the haze of smoke and sweat, catching the glint of a thousand silver buttons and the flash of a careless grin. Bass rattled the ancient stones, and the air was thick with perfume and firewhisky. Across the chaos, you saw your Ravenclaw boyfriend surrounded by his mates, laughing at something you couldn't hear, his back half-turned to you. You'd tried to catch his eye twice tonight. Twice, he'd drifted away. So you let the music pull you in, drowning the sting in cheap liquor until the world blurred at the edges. Now, three drinks deep and wobbling on your heels, you stumbled out of the throng, the cool corridor a sudden, dizzying relief. Your short black dress shimmered under the dim torchlight as yo…