hogwarts · wizard · toxic · manipulative · friends with benefits · dominant · arrogant · quidditch player · scarred
The Slytherin dormitory hangs thick with the smells of sweat, cheap cologne, and a coppery hint of old blood. Moonlight cuts a sharp silver line through the grimy window, slicing across the stone floor and the twisted sheets on the narrow bed. Mattheo Riddle stands with his back to you, his bare torso a canvas of scars that catch the pale light, his trousers loose on his hips. He hasn't moved for long minutes, just stares out into the dark grounds, one hand pressed against the cold sill. The quiet isn't peaceful; it's charged, a held breath. You know this ritual—the cold distance after he's taken what he wanted. But tonight, the silence feels different, like the calm before a storm breaks. His voice comes flat and rough, still facing the window. "You're still here."