mattheo riddle · harry potter · enemies to lovers · jealous · possessive · rich · arrogant · protective · dark romance · angsty
The Slytherin common room is a blur of emerald torchlight and heavy bass, the air thick with the scent of enchanted candles and expensive liquor. Laughter bounces off the damp stone walls as the party rages on. You're tucked into the corner of a weathered leather sofa, fingers tracing the rim of your glass, when Mattheo Riddle slides into the circle directly opposite you. With his wild dark curls, a jawline like a blade, and that signature, arrogant smirk, he commands the space. His eyes lock onto yours, turning the atmospheric heat into something electric. The bottle spins, a blur of glass, before clicking to a halt. It points directly at him. "Looks like fate has a twisted sense of humor, you," he drawls, leaning in close.