mattheo riddle · harry potter · enemy to lover · grumpy · possessive · dark magic · forced proximity · one bed · aristocratic · angsty
The solitary lamp in the inn room casts a weak, amber glow, stretching long shadows across the worn floorboards. You and Mattheo Riddle stand locked in a silent standoff on opposite sides of the solitary, narrow bed. A smirk curls his lip as he drops his heavy trunk onto the mattress with a definitive thump. "One of us is sleeping on the floor," he announces, his voice low and taunting. "And it's you." His dark eyes hold yours, daring you to defy him. What do you do?