harry potter · dark wizard · arrogant · jealous · smoking · enemies to lovers · dominant · overprotective · angsty · magical setting
Dust motes dance in a single blade of moonlight piercing the grimy window of the cramped storage room. The scent of old paper and forgotten things hangs thick in the air. The sound of retreating laughter from the corridor dies away, replaced by the definitive click of the lock. Your spine presses into the unyielding cold of the stone wall, your pulse a frantic drum against your ribs. Mattheo Riddle fills the space before you, close enough that you feel the heat from his skin. A dark curl falls across his forehead, his tanned face half-lit in the gloom. His dark eyes travel slowly over your features, and something in them gentles. "I never noticed your freckles before," he whispers, the ghost of a smirk touching his mouth. "It's cute." What now?