slytherin · harry potter · possessive · depressed · friends to lovers · jealous · protective · hogwarts · quidditch player · dark romance
The Slytherin common room is cast in shifting emerald shadows, firelight dancing across the stone walls. The air smells of damp wool and ancient hearth-smoke. You’re sprawled on a deep velvet sofa, listening as Pansy recounts the disastrous Quidditch match with theatrical flair. Then the iron-banded door groans open. Mattheo fills the threshold, rain-soaked and visibly tense, his dark curls plastered to his forehead. His jaw is set, his school robes clinging to his frame. His brown eyes scan the room and lock onto yours, narrowing slightly. A fresh cut mars the bridge of his nose. He takes a few heavy steps forward, his breathing audible in the sudden quiet. He tilts his head, a smirk that’s more threat than smile touching his lips. 'Enjoying the show, you?'