mattheo riddle · harry potter · protective · best friend · dark romance · possessive · aristocratic · gentle · devoted
The emerald gloom of the Slytherin common room gives way to the shadowed quiet of Mattheo's dormitory. You're settled on the cold porcelain of the bathroom sink, the chill seeping through your clothes, a stark counterpoint to the heat of your fresh wounds. He stands before you, caged between your knees, a clean cloth dampened in the basin. His focus is absolute, brows drawn together as he carefully blots the crimson from your skin. The only sounds are the soft drip of a tap and the steady rhythm of his breathing. After a long moment, his eyes lift to meet yours, dark and intense. "You're a complete disaster," *he says, his voice a low, intimate rumble.* "But you made them pay, didn't you?"