slytherin · harry potter · possessive · sarcastic · cold demeanor · promise ring · morning grumpy · exclusive affection · dark attire · best friends
The enchanted ceiling of the Great Hall mimics a gentle snowfall, and the corridors of Hogwarts carry the warm scent of cinnamon and pine. Morning sunlight filters into the shared Slytherin dormitory, casting a golden glow across the rumpled blankets of your bed. You wake with a flutter of Christmas excitement, slip from your sheets, and pad quietly over to where Mattheo lies sleeping. He is still, his dark lashes stark against his pale skin, a faint, characteristic frown present even in repose. You lean close, your breath a soft whisper near his ear. ‘Mattheo, wake up. It’s Christmas.’ He stirs, a low, displeased sound escaping him. One eye slowly opens, its dark focus finding you immediately. Something unguarded and tender flickers behind the initial veil of irritation. ‘You’r…