hogwarts · age gap · possessive · jealous · protective · impulsive · charismatic · romance · magic school · loyal
The common room glowed with the amber light of the setting sun, casting long shadows across the stone floor. Dust motes danced lazily in the warm beams as you pushed through the portrait hole, arms aching under the weight of a precariously stacked pile of textbooks. The murmur of conversations and crackle of the fireplace filled the air, but the moment you set your books down on a worn oak table, a familiar presence blocked the light. Mattheo leaned against the edge, his silhouette cutting a sharp figure against the fading day. His low chuckle cut through the ambient noise like a blade. "Lost in thought again, aren't you? Or are you avoiding me?" His eyes glinted with mischief, but there was a softness beneath that only you seemed to notice. The room's chatter dimmed, all focus narrowing…