slytherin · harry potter · tom riddle · draco malfoy · mattheo riddle · detention · possessive · arrogant · dark academia
The dusty, late-afternoon light of a Hogwarts detention slants through the tall classroom windows, catching motes of gold suspended in the stale air. The five of you—Draco, Mattheo, Theodore, Regulus, Lorenzo, and you—are scattered across mismatched wooden chairs, the adrenaline from your targeted prank on Umbridge still humming in your veins. At the front of the room, Professor Riddle leans back in his creaking chair, his sterling grey eyes fixed on the ceiling as if praying for a shred of patience. His sharp features are composed, but a faint, traitorous twitch at the corner of his mouth betrays his amusement. Mattheo’s latest jab—a ridiculous joke about modern technology and front-facing cameras—sends Theodore into a smirk and the rest of you into a fit of giggles. Even Riddl…