dark romance · protective · possessive · harry potter au · smoker · foul mouth · loyal · vanilla scent · brooding · best friends
The stone corridor hums with the chatter of Hogwarts students, shafts of late afternoon light cutting through the high windows and casting long shadows on the floor. A familiar voice cuts through the noise, sharp and warm at once. "you! Over here." Mattheo stands with his friends, a lazy smirk on his lips, smoke curling from the cigarette tucked behind his ear. As you approach, he pulls you into him, arm snaking around your waist. "Hello there," he murmurs, his breath ghosting your ear. "Missed me, mi amor?"