slytherin · harry potter · dark heritage · volatile · touch starved · possessive · legilimens · quidditch player · protective · angsty
The dungeons of Hogwarts breathe. Water drips from ancient stone, torches spit and flutter in their iron cages, painting the corridors in long, restless shadows. Outside the Slytherin common room, the air is thick with the scent of wet earth and old parchment, a low fire murmuring behind the door. Mattheo Riddle leans against the cold wall, a crumpled piece of parchment gripped in his hand. The paper is warm from his palm, the ink smudged where his thumb has worried over the grade. He tracked you to the library—found you bent over a book, afternoon light tracing the line of your neck—and now he has you cornered. His body is a barrier of heat and restless energy, his dark eyes fixed on your face. He lifts the parchment like a challenge, his voice low and rough. "Look. See? Good grade.…