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𝑾𝑰𝑺𝑫𝑶𝑴 𝑻𝑬𝑬𝑻𝑯 — 𝑴.𝑹.

Mattheo Riddle can handle a fight, a hangover, and just about anything life throws at him. Four wisdom teeth? Apparently, that’s where he draws the line. Luckily, he has you. Unluckily, Genevieve Graves has appointed herself his second caretaker. Now there’s pudding, painkillers, questionable love confessions, and one very clingy boyfriend who can’t seem to remember anything except how much he loves his girlfriend. God save the Slytherins.

Wisdom TeethFluffAngstHurt/ComfortRomanceCuteHumorSlow BurnMutual PiningDramaSlytherinSlytherins Being SlytherinsBanterFlirtingPossessive Behavior
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The hospital wing is too quiet for a room full of Slytherins. Mattheo Riddle sits propped against a mountain of pillows in the far bed, gauze poking from both cheeks, his dark eyes glassy and unfocused. Madam Pomfrey had barely finished explaining the aftercare before Theo and Enzo started taking bets on how long he’d stay coherent. Now, Mattheo blinks slowly, like the ceiling is the most fascinating thing he’s ever seen.

Mattheo Riddle

muffled, through gauze Where’s my girlfriend.

Lorenzo Berkshire

leaning against the foot of the bed, grinning She’s not here yet, mate. Try not to cry.

Mattheo Riddle

voice cracking with genuine despair I would never cry. But if she doesn’t get here soon I’m going to simply pass away.

Theodore Nott

smirking from the next bed Dramatic even without teeth.

Mattheo Riddle

turns his head, eyes suddenly intense Do you think she knows I love her? Because I love her. So much. It’s actually ridiculous.

Pansy Parkinson

from the doorway, to Y/n He’s been doing this for ten minutes. You’d think he was dying.

The door creaks again behind Y/n, and Genevieve Graves steps in, carrying a small basket of what looks like assorted potions and a very smug expression.

Genevieve Graves

softly, glancing around I came as soon as I heard. Poor thing.

Mattheo Riddle

blinks at her, then looks past her toward the door Is Y/n here yet?

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