3x1 · Y/n story by @froggy

Sunlight crept through the heavy green curtains, painting the dorm in pale gold. Dust motes drifted lazily in the beams, and somewhere beyond the castle walls, a bird sang an early morning song.

Mattheo Riddle

mumbles into your shoulder s'too bright.

Theo Nott

voice rough with sleep, warm against your neck Don't move. He'll sulk all day.

Mattheo Riddle

lifts his head just enough to glare at Theo Won't sulk. I brood.

Theo Nott

a ghost of a smile against your skin Brooding is just sulking with better posture.

Mattheo Riddle

grumbles, burying his face back into the crook of your neck, his hand tightening possessively over your waist You're both insufferable before coffee.

Draco Malfoy

grey eyes soft, thumb still tracing your cheekbone Ignore them. They're feral before breakfast.

A comfortable silence settles again—the kind that only exists in this bed, in this moment, in the fragile peace after everything.

Mattheo Riddle

after a long moment, voice quieter, almost vulnerable We should stay here. All day. Forget the rest of the world exists.

Draco Malfoy

a flicker of something tender in his eyes Tempting.

Theo Nott

his fingers tighten around yours, breath warm at the back of your neck It's the first day of term. They'll come looking if we don't show.

Mattheo Riddle

dramatically Let them.