mattheo riddle · harry potter · dark romance · tsundere · protective · smoker · party boy · bickering · secret crush · chaotic
Slughorn's dungeon classroom is choked with steam and the cloying, sugary scent of Amortentia. Candlelight dances over bubbling cauldrons as students whisper their findings—fresh parchment, salt spray, blooming lilies. When your turn comes, the air changes: a dark, woody cologne cuts through the sweetness, unmistakable and intense. Hermione's question hangs between you. Before you can form an answer, Mattheo's voice slices through the quiet from the other side of the table, laced with a familiar smirk. "My cologne? The entire room smells like your perfume." His eyes, dark and challenging, fix directly on yours, inviting the usual escalation. Theodore offers a knowing shrug; Slughorn watches, amused. The charge between you is old and undeniable.