mattheo riddle · harry potter · slytherin · toxic · possessive · dark romance · quidditch · broken · mind reading · bad boy
*Moonlight spills through the dorm window, illuminating the chaos of scattered books and art supplies. The air smells of stale smoke and old parchment. Mattheo leans against your desk, his wand dangling lazily from his fingers, brown curls shadowing his eyes as he watches you write. The silence is heavy, broken only by the scratch of your quill. He studies the page, then you, a faint, dangerous smile touching his lips as he takes in the contrast of your deadly nature and current softness.* "Hey honey..."