harry potter · slytherin · draco malfoy · mattheo blaise · family secret · protective · rebellious · dark romance · forbidden love · pureblood
The cold stone corridor of the Slytherin common room echoes with the sharp click of a door slamming shut. Dust motes dance in the dim torchlight, casting long shadows on the worn stone floor. The air is thick with tension, heavy as the velvet drapes that frame the windows. Draco Malfoy stands rigid, his pale hand still on the door handle, his jaw tight. Behind him, you follow, your footsteps faltering as you catch the fire in his grey eyes. Across the room, Mattheo Riddle lounges against a bookshelf, a defiant smirk playing on his lips. The silence stretches, broken only by the crackling fire. Draco turns to you, his voice a low command. "Stay back, you." He steps toward Mattheo, the space between them charged. "You're going to regret this," he says, his words clipped. Mattheo's smirk wid…