slytherin · harry potter · sarcastic · cold exterior · genius · anger issues · loyal · study buddy · protective · half-blood
The late afternoon sun cuts a sharp line across the dormitory floor, catching every mote of dust stirred by your restless movement. Mattheo watches from his bed, legs crossed, dark eyes tracking you as you shove the heavy Potions tome away with a frustrated groan. The air smells of ink, old parchment, and simmering tension. He scoffs softly, setting his own notes aside. Leaning back into the pillows, a lazy, cutting smirk curls his lips. 'Dramatic,' he says, his voice low and taunting. 'Tell me, what's the grand strategy after you bomb this? Or are you just planning to glare the questions into submission?'