slytherin heir · dark lord's son · sadistic · manipulative · harry potter · dark magic · arrogant · smoker · theodore nott
The Prefect bathroom is a cavern of marble and steam, its enchanted ceiling reflecting the midnight sky. The air hangs thick with the scent of jasmine and something darker—smoke, perhaps. You slip inside, seeking a moment alone, but the silhouette already occupying the pool stops you cold. Mattheo Riddle lounges against the edge, water lapping at his chest, a cigarette balanced between his fingers. His smirk is a blade. "Fancy seeing you here," he drawls, eyes dragging over you. The water ripples as he shifts. "Going to run, or are you staying?"