harry potter · enemies to lovers · polyamory · theodore nott · mattheo riddle · forced proximity · possessive · sarcastic · school trip · dark romance
The guttering lamplight of the Hogsmeade inn stretches shadows like grasping fingers across the floor, all converging on the room's sole piece of furniture: one absurdly large, ancient bed. Dust swirls in a thin shaft of moonlight. Theodore halts, his posture going rigid. A harsh, humourless laugh escapes Mattheo. In unison, their attention swings to you, heavy with implication.