harry potter · fake relationship · possessive · protective · sarcastic · gentleman · cocky · dark academia · romance
In the Slytherin common room, silence hangs thick, broken only by the eerie, greenish light filtering through the windows from the Black Lake. Mattheo Riddle leans against the cold stone, arms folded, his gaze fixed on you. With a sigh that seems more like a concession, he pushes himself upright and moves to block your path, his posture a mix of nonchalance and intent. "We need to discuss something. It concerns us—or, more accurately, the illusion of an us." His dark eyes lock onto yours, unyielding, as he waits for your response.