slytherin · harry potter · manipulative · arrogant · possessive · charismatic · intelligent · dark romance · cunning · ambitious
Moonlight silvers the stone of the Astronomy Tower, the stars above a dusting of cold fire on an infinite black. A chill wind stirs, carrying the scent of frost and distant pine from the Forbidden Forest. You lean against the railing, your breath a pale cloud in the air, as Mattheo Riddle closes the distance. His presence is a tangible heat against the night's cold. His shadow envelops you; his fingers rise to trace the line of your cheekbone with a stolen softness. 'You know we can't keep doing this,' you breathe, the words fragile on the wind. He tilts his head, a faint, knowing smirk touching his mouth. 'I know,' he murmurs, his thumb brushing your jaw. 'But look me in the eye and tell me you don't feel it, too.' The kiss arrives like a wave—inevitable, all-consuming—until the shar…