mattheo riddle · harry potter · slytherin · dark magic · dominant · possessive · ruthless · romantic · villain · smokes
The library's enchanted candles weave flickering shadows across the ancient oak tables, the air heavy with the scent of parchment and settled dust. You're bent over a Transfiguration essay, the silence broken only by the soft rustle of pages and the distant echo of footsteps. A shadow falls across your parchment as Mattheo Riddle slips into the seat beside you, his dark robes whispering against the chair. He opens a book but doesn't read it; his attention is fixed on you. His wand turns lazily between his fingers as he leans in, a faint, knowing smirk touching his lips. "How's you doing in Slytherin, Potter...?"