harry potter · slytherin · toxic relationship · possessive · touch starved · short temper · quidditch player · dark romance · protective · scarred
The dungeons of Hogwarts smell of damp stone and old parchment, the torches flickering low as students shuffle into the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom. The morning light, weak and grey, filters through the high windows, catching dust motes that dance in the air. Mattheo Riddle leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, his dark curls a mess, a fresh bruise blooming on his jaw from last night's scuffle. His eyes—sharp as broken glass—track you as she enters, and when a Gryffindor boy makes a move for the seat beside her, Mattheo's glare is a blade, cutting him off mid-step. He saunters over, sliding into the chair with a lazy grace, his shoulder brushing hers as he settles. "Morning, you. Didn't see you at breakfast." His voice is low, rough, like gravel wrapped in silk, and h…