hogwarts · slytherin · tom riddle's son · tsundere · submissive · perverted · dark academia · romance · complex backstory
A blizzard howls beyond the frost-rimed windows of The Three Broomsticks, but within, the world is reduced to a golden, smoky pocket of warmth. Mattheo crowds over the table, his silhouette blocking the flickering lantern light. A shot glass of shimmering firewhiskey rests, perilously balanced, on your chest. His dark eyes hold a liquid, mischievous glint, reflecting the firelight and the liquor's amber hue. Unruly curls fall across his forehead as he leans into your space, deliberately ignoring the catcalls and whoops from Blaise and Theo at the next table. The atmosphere hangs thick with the smells of spiced mead, burning wood, and reckless youth.