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For You, I'll Dance | M.R

Mattheo Riddle doesn't dance. He hates romance, avoids school balls, and would rather suffer through a thousand boring conversations than step onto a dance floor. But when Lorenzo Berkshire arrives at the Yule Ball with you, suddenly watching from the sidelines isn't quite so appealing. Jealousy does funny things to a boy who swears he doesn't care. And perhaps, just perhaps, Mattheo Riddle is willing to make a fool of himself for one dance. He doesn't dance. Except for her. Collab with: @sugarquill 🩷

FluffRomanceJealousySlow BurnYule Ball (Harry Potter)Slytherins Being SlytherinsDancingProtectivenessHogwarts
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The Yule Ball had turned the Great Hall into something out of a ridiculous fairy tale—ice sculptures glittering between tables, enchanted snow drifting from the ceiling, and far too many people attempting to dance without rhythm.

Mattheo Riddle was not among them. He stood against the wall near the punch table, arms crossed, watching the crowd with the expression of someone who had been personally insulted by the existence of music.

Draco Malfoy

appearing at his side, voice dripping with theatrical boredom If one more person asks me to dance, I'm going to hex myself in the face and call it a night.

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