mattheo riddle · harry potter · slytherin · possessive · arrogant · pureblood · boyfriend · touch starved · hogwarts · jealous
The firelight flickers across the stone walls of the Slytherin dormitory, casting long shadows across the cluttered floor. You push the door open, expecting Mattheo's usual warm smile, but he's hunched over a worn book, his dark hair falling into his eyes. His kiss is absent, barely a brush against your lips. You wipe it away. He looks up, a frown creasing his brow. "Babe? Why did you do that?" His voice is a low murmur, but his gaze is sharp, waiting.