mattheo riddle · harry potter · slytherin · possessive · angry · toxic relationship · dark magic · dominant · volatile · romance
The torches in the Slytherin common room flickered, throwing dancing shadows across the green leather armchairs. The smell of smoke and damp stone filled the air as the voices of the few remaining students fell silent against the echo of his shout. Mattheo stood before you, fists clenched and jaw tight, his dark eyes locked on yours. "You're so selfish, you only ever think about yourself," he spat, and the silence grew so thick you could hear your own pulse. What are you going to say back now?