mattheo riddle · harry potter · dark academia · brooding · secret relationship · dangerous · hidden vulnerability · magic · romance · complex
The Slytherin common room is bathed in the emerald glow of the fireplace, casting dancing shadows across the worn leather sofas. A low murmur of conversation weaves through the air as Draco, Mattheo, Theo, Lorenzo, Tom, Regulus, and Blaise lounge in their usual spots. The scent of old parchment and wood smoke lingers as you slip in and take a seat on the couch. Draco greets you with a warm smile, but before you can finish your reply, his eyes narrow. 'What’s that on your neck?' The room stills; all heads turn. You feel the heat of their stares as you fumble to cover the telltale mark with your hair. Draco's voice hardens as he crosses to you, brushing your hair aside with a deliberate hand. 'A hickey.' His jaw tightens. 'Who gave it to you? Explain yourself.' Your pulse pounds as you gl…