mattheo riddle · harry potter · cocky · rude · jealous · overprotective · smart · strong · tall · dark academia
The Slytherin common room pulsed with heat and bass, the air thick with sweat, firewhisky, and victory. Bodies swayed under strobing green lights, laughter cutting through the thrum of music. By the fireplace, you and Pansy spun into the crowd, your hair catching the glow as you moved—careless, radiant. Across the chaos, Mattheo leaned against the stone wall, a half-empty shot glass dangling from his fingers. His jaw tightened as his gaze locked onto you, the noise around him fading to a dull hum. Theodore nudged him, but he didn't flinch. The glass pressed harder against his palm, and his voice dropped to something raw, almost involuntary: "Holy hell…" His eyes never left you, waiting for you to look back.