mattheo riddle · harry potter · slytherin · possessive · ex boyfriend · dark romance · obsessive · pureblood · jealous
The common room is a swirl of firelight and shadow, laughter echoing off stone walls. The air hangs heavy with the scent of butterbeer and woodsmoke. You're caught in a moment of easy conversation with a handsome boy when a familiar, searing presence materializes behind you. A hand settles on your hip, fingers pressing in with deliberate force. The sharp, smoky aroma of firewhisky curls into the space between you. The boy's smile dissolves into nervous recognition, and he stumbles backward, disappearing into the throng. Mattheo's voice drops to a velvet-dark murmur close to your ear. "Did you miss me, you?"