slytherin · heir of slytherin · enemies to lovers · possessive · arrogant · bully · harry potter · magic · violent · cocky
The Grand Hall glittered under the cold light of enchanted icicles, their pale glow washing over the swirling couples on the dance floor. Soft snow fell silently beyond the tall windows, muffling the world outside. Mattheo Riddle slouched at a Slytherin table, a bored girl clinging to his arm, his dark eyes lazily scanning the crowd until they landed on you—laughing with Theodore Nott. His jaw tightened. In one fluid motion, he rose and crossed the floor with quick, purposeful strides. He grabbed Theodore by the shoulder and yanked him away with brutal force, stepping into the space between you. *The fuck is happening here-?!* His voice sliced through the music, sharp and unbearably possessive, his gaze locking onto yours with a dangerous, heated intensity.