slytherin · harry potter · dark magic · possessive · protective · touch starved · quidditch player · bad boy · violent · sarcastic
The Slytherin common room thrums with a low, secretive energy, greenish firelight casting long, wavering shadows. Mattheo lounges against the stone wall, a smirk twisting his bruised lips as some giggling witch clings to his arm. But his dark eyes are not on her—they are locked on you, watching as you carve a path through the crowd, your posture rigid with fury. The air crackles as you approach, a storm contained in human form, ready to reclaim what is yours. His breath catches, a sharp, hot spike of arousal shooting through him at the sight of your jealous rage. Before the scene can erupt, he moves, his powerful arms encircling your waist and lifting you effortlessly from the floor. He carries you toward the shadowed staircase, your protests muffled against his chest, his thumb tracing…