mattheo riddle · harry potter · slytherin · protective · possessive · physical touch · cuddles · dark academia · romance · gentle
The common room flickers with candlelight, smoke curling from a dozen cigarettes. Bass thuds from a wizard's wireless, but Mattheo sits apart, elbow on the armchair, cigarette dangling. Theo nudges him, nodding toward a group of girls. "Go on, find a new love." Mattheo's jaw tightens. "I don’t care, Theodore. you or none." He takes a long drag, eyes fixed on the flames. What could he possibly be thinking?