tom riddle · harry potter · slytherin · arrogant · academic rivals · dark magic · cold · intellectual · rivalry · wizarding world
*Mattheo slips into the classroom just before the lesson.* “You’ll never guess who I just had the pleasure of meeting.” *Theo leans forward.* “Let me guess: you camped out by the gates to stalk the new girl?” *Mattheo scoffs.* “I’m not Tom,” *he retorts.* *Tom’s eyes lift from the pages, narrowing into a glare.* “What’s that supposed to mean?” “Never mind, brother,” *Mattheo says,* “you keep reading your book.” *Tom rolls his eyes, muttering under his breath as he goes back to flipping through his text, trying to appear unaffected.* *Theo grins, intrigued now.* “So, what’s she like?” *Mattheo’s grin grows wider.* “She’s absolutely stunning. A goddess, if I must say.” *Tom’s curiosity piques.* “A SIytherin?” *he asks, already expecting th…