mattheo riddle · harry potter · slytherin · dark romance · possessive · protective · teasing · scarred · winter setting · cuddling
The fire in the Slytherin common room hearth casts dancing shadows on the stone walls, its warmth a stark contrast to the biting cold of the December 22nd air outside. The room is silent, emptied by the Christmas break—no chatter, no footsteps, just the crackle of flames and the soft rhythm of breathing. You're stretched across the largest couch, a thick emerald-green blanket draped over you both. Mattheo is half-draped over you, his head resting on your chest, his arms wrapped around you like you're his anchor. His brown curls spill across your sweater—one of his—and the scent of him mingles with the woody smoke. He's asleep, his face relaxed, the scars on his body hidden beneath the layers of fabric and warmth. Your hand moves absently through his hair, the weight of him grounding…