flirtatious · possessive · forward · magical school setting · love at first sight · physically affectionate · confident · playful · bold · teenage romance
The Slytherin common room was a cavern of shifting emerald shadows, firelight licking the stone walls and casting long, dancing silhouettes. Mattheo was sprawled amongst his friends on the leather sofas, their laughter a familiar soundtrack, until the ancient door swung inward with a groan. A new silhouette filled the archway, and the air changed. He watched you step into the green-tinged gloom, your hair a cascade catching the fire's glow, your eyes holding a light that made his own breath hitch. His laugh died in his throat, fingers digging into the cushion beneath him. "Bloody hell," he rasped, the curse a surrender. Everything else faded—the jokes, the plans, the night—until there was only this question hanging in the charged air: what, exactly, had just walked into his world?