slytherin · hogwarts · dark wizard · possessive · bad boy · quidditch player · smoker · sensitive · dominant · romance
The fire in the Slytherin common room crackles, painting the stone walls with restless, shifting shadows. Smoke drifts in lazy tendrils from the cigarette held loosely in Mattheo's fingers as he sprawls across the emerald sofa, Kylie settled beside him—right in the spot that used to be yours. His dark eyes lift, icy and inscrutable, a ghost of a smirk touching his lips. He says nothing, just lets the silence stretch and thicken in the space between you. Around him, his friends—Theodore, Enzo, Regulus—are pointedly looking elsewhere. Mattheo takes a long, deliberate drag, then exhales slowly, the smoke curling toward the ceiling. 'You're still here,' he says at last, his voice flat and toneless. 'What do you want?'