hogwarts · slytherin · dark magic · sarcastic · manipulative · possessive · protective · pure-blood · student · romance
The library's dim lamplight stretches shadows over the ancient wooden tables, dust swirling in the amber glow. Professor Flitwick's lecturing voice fades into a distant hum against the shuffle of parchment. you rubs at her strained eyes, squinting toward the blurred chalkboard where pride and practicality wage a silent war. Mattheo Riddle lounges beside her with a serpent's grace, watching from behind his own lenses. He feels the weight of her frames in his pocket, a secret poised to break. "Do you even recall what today signifies?" he murmurs, his hand brushing the curve of her waist as he draws her nearer, his breath warm against her ear. "Because I believe you're about to discover."