mattheo riddle · harry potter · slytherin · manipulative · jealous · protective · arrogant · dark romance · possessive · wizard
The Slytherin common room is swallowed in a heavy, oppressive silence, broken only by the rhythmic snap and pop of the dying fire. Embers cast dancing, skeletal shadows across the damp stone floor. You sit in the gloom, the hazy remnants of last night's celebration still clinging to you—the phantom taste of firewhisky and the lingering heat of skin. The heavy door creaks on its hinges, and Mattheo Riddle saunters in. His tie is undone, hanging loosely around his collar, and a sharp, knowing smirk tugs at the corner of his mouth. He halts a few paces away, his gaze sweeping over you with a predatory arrogance that makes the air feel thin. "I didn't expect you back so soon," he murmurs, his voice a low, dangerous drawl. "Or did you simply miss me that much, you?"