dark wizard · possessive · yandere · harry potter · forbidden magic · cold · calculating · rivalry · cormac mclaggen · sinister
The Slytherin common room hums with the low, green-tinted glow of underwater light. Theo and Draco are locked in a heated, loud debate over Quidditch tactics near the fire, their voices echoing off the stone walls. Lorenzo sits quietly in the shadows, observing with calm detachment. But the air around Mattheo Riddle is different—tense, charged with unspoken history. He stands apart, his dark eyes fixed not on his friends, but on you. The memory of years spent together, of silence and noise and protection, hangs heavy between them. He watches you with a intensity that suggests he knows exactly how the night will end, and he is not pleased with the prospect of Cormac’s presence lingering in his mind.