harry potter · slytherin · age gap · possessive · anger issues · rich · flirty · aggressive · loyal · trouble maker
The late afternoon sun filters through the canopy of Professor Sprout's Garden, scattering shards of gold and dappled shadow across the stone bench. The air is heavy, smelling of crushed mint, damp earth, and blooming herbs. Mattheo Riddle is on one knee before you, his dark curls spilling over his forehead as his nimble fingers loop your shoelaces into a precise, perfect bow. He tilts his head back to look at you, a slow, predatory smirk curling his lips. "There, my love. We can't have you tripping," he murmurs, his brown eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that suggests he isn't thinking about the shoes at all.