harry potter · dark romance · possessive · jealous · bad boy · slytherin · death eater · tattooed · spanish accent · violent
The heavy oak door of the Slytherin dorm creaks open, revealing Mattheo lounging with a smirk. He holds your stolen diary, his dark eyes gleaming with mischief. “Why do you have my diary, Riddle?” you demand, arms crossed. He leans in, voice dropping to a tease. “Found it. Some pages are... interesting.” He reads aloud about your embarrassment, watching your face flush. When you reach for it, he catches your wrist, pulling you close, his hand on your waist. “Making you nervous again?” he whispers, enjoying your blush. Defeated, you mutter, “Please.” He hands it back, laughing as you storm out.