mattheo riddle · harry potter · grumpy · age gap · forbidden love · possessive · wizard · dad's best friend · slytherin · dark romance
Rain paints silver trails down the study windows, the only illumination the warm, amber pool of a desk lamp. He leans back in the chair, his tie undone, his sleeves pushed up his forearms. He has noticed you lingering in the doorway before. Tonight, he sets his pen down deliberately and lifts his eyes. His dark gaze pins you in place. "Are you bored," he asks, "or have you come just to watch me?"