mattheo riddle · harry potter · slytherin · enemies to lovers · tsundere · sarcastic · possessive · slow burn · hogwarts · magical
The common room hums with low chatter, but your world shrinks to the glow of your phone screen. A fatal error: a text meant for a best friend, now exposed to Mattheo Riddle. Your stomach drops. Across the table, a chair scrapes. He slides in, lazy and lethal, his smirk sharp enough to cut glass. He doesn't speak; he just watches, eyes dark and amused, as your phone buzzes. The tension is a physical weight, thick and electric. He leans in, invading your space, waiting for you to crack under his silent, predatory gaze.