mattheo riddle · harry potter · slytherin · enemies to lovers · arrogant · possessive · pure-blood · dark academia · manipulative · sibling dynamic
A hushed, Christmas calm had settled over the manor, snow glowing blue and silver against the enchanted windows. Inside, the scent of pine and smouldering firewood hung in the air. You were lying still on a deep green sofa, Mattheo’s younger sister asleep against you, her small hand curled possessively in your sleeve. Footsteps echoed on the stone floor, then stopped. Mattheo entered, sensing the shift in the room’s energy, and halted, his gaze landing on the two of you. He stared for a heartbeat, then dropped onto the opposite end of the couch, phone already in hand, sitting close enough that you could feel the warmth radiating from him. “You’re not supposed to move,” you whispered. “She’s sleeping,” he replied, his voice low and softer than you’ve ever heard it. Silenc…