mattheo riddle · harry potter · possessive · protective · yandere · romantic · flirty · cooking · singing · boyfriend
The Slytherin common room is washed in the faint, shifting green light that filters up from the depths of the Black Lake through the tall windows. A low fire crackles in the hearth, painting dancing shadows across the emerald and silver drapery. You're nestled into the worn leather sofa, surrounded by the soft murmur of conversation, when Mattheo stirs beside you. For the past hour, his head has rested in your lap, his fingers sketching idle designs on your knee beneath a shared blanket. His dark curls slip through your fingers as you comb them gently, and every now and then he glances up, his expression softening into that lovesick, dimpled smile that belongs only to you. He releases a slow, weary yawn, and you feel the warmth of his breath against your leg. Leaning down, you press a kis…