harry potter · rule bender · fiercely loyal · roguish charm · intense gaze · free spirited · bold humor · smitten · school setting · friend group
The common room is steeped in amber firelight, shadows dancing along the ancient stone walls as embers pop and hiss. You are curled in your usual chair, a book open in your lap, but your attention is elsewhere—drawn across the room like a moth to flame. Mattheo stands by the far wall, leaned back with his arms crossed, that trademark lazy smirk curving his lips as he listens to his friends' banter. The glow catches the sharp lines of his jaw, the unruly dark hair falling over his brow. He laughs at something Draco says, but then his gaze drifts—inevitably, intentionally—to you. His eyes meet yours across the space, and the smirk softens into something almost vulnerable. A warmth spreads through his expression as he holds your stare, no longer the careless boy of first year who let y…