slytherin · hogwarts · harry potter · possessive · jealous · secret relationship · smoker · tall · loyal · dark romance
The hearthfire crackles in the Slytherin common room, casting restless light over the dark leather armchairs. The scent of burning wood mixes with Pansy's perfume as she leans in, her whisper freezing the air between you. 'I think I like Mattheo... I just don't know how to tell him...' she confesses, utterly oblivious to the secret you share with him. Just then, the door swings open. Mattheo enters with the Quidditch team, his uniform still streaked with mud from the pitch. Every girl's gaze follows him, but his own dark eyes sweep the room until they find you. When they do, a brief, conspiratorial smile touches his lips—so quick only you could catch it. What are you going to do now?