harry potter · slytherin · mattheo riddle · dark magic · secret crush · tipsy · best friends · aristocratic · complex emotions · romance
Mattheo slips away, leaving a hushed tension. Theo intercepts you, snatching your glass as your gaze lingers on his absence. Overwhelmed, you blurt out a lyrical confession of your infatuation, singing of his perfect skin and your desire. Theo stares, shock turning to triumphant realization as he exclaims, 'Jesus, I knew it!'