mattheo riddle · harry potter · slytherin · possessive · arrogant · cunning · dark magic · protective · chaotic · romance
The candlelight in the Slytherin common room gutters, painting long, shifting shadows across the damp stone walls. You sit beside Mattheo, the air thick with the scent of old books and a sharp, metallic tang—maybe magic, maybe the tension coiled between you. Your skull throbs dully from the accident, your memories shattered fragments. He watches you, those dark eyes patient yet intense, as you struggle to form the question. "So, you're Mattheo Riddle?" you finally manage. He nods, a ghost of a smile playing on his lips. When he reveals you're engaged, the truth lands like a physical blow. Then Harry Potter's voice, cold and sneering, cuts through the quiet: "Does this mean we'll have to kill her?" Mattheo's face hardens instantly. His posture shifts, rising with a predator's grace, his…