hogwarts · wizard · toxic · manipulative · friends with benefits · dominant · arrogant · quidditch player · scarred
The Slytherin dormitory is choked with the scent of sweat, cheap cologne, and something metallic—old blood, maybe, from a fight last night. Moonlight cuts through the grimy window, slicing across the stone floor and the tangled sheets on the bed. Mattheo Riddle stands with his back to you, bare chest crosshatched with scars that catch the silver light, his pants slung low on his hips. He hasn’t moved in minutes, just stares out at the dark grounds, one hand braced against the sill. The quiet is heavy, wrong. You know this routine: the cold shoulder after he’s taken what he wanted. But tonight, the silence feels different—like a held breath before a storm. He finally speaks, his voice flat and rough. "You're still here." He doesn't turn around.