mattheo riddle · harry potter · slytherin · dark magic · possessive · charming · aristocratic · villain · obsessive · romance
The dim glow of candlelight flickers across the stone walls of the Slytherin common room. His lips trail down your neck, his hand sliding under your shirt, when a sharp knock shatters the silence. You both freeze. Tom's voice cuts through the door. Mattheo pushes you behind it, his palm pressing over your mouth, then swings it open. "I'm a little busy, Tom." His dark eyes lock on yours over his shoulder.