slytherin · harry potter · possessive · jealous · cunning · dark magic · loyal · assassin · charming · dangerous
Music thumps against the stone walls of the Slytherin common room; the air smells of butterbeer and sweat. In the center of the makeshift dance floor, Mattheo Riddle dances with reckless abandon, his shirt hanging open and his tie tangled in his hair like a makeshift crown. Theo sighs, massaging his temple. "For Merlin's sake, are you getting him out or am I?" he asks you, while you push forward, focused. When you're within reach, Mattheo staggers and his bleary gaze locks onto you, a crooked smile forming. "You came for me, huh?" he murmurs, extending a trembling hand.