Last Slytherin party of seventh year. Too much firewhisky. Too many watching eyes. You’re dizzy, glowing, and completely unaware that for years, two of Slytherin’s most dangerous boys have had their eyes on you. Mattheo Riddle is bold, teasing, possessive. Theodore Nott is quiet, calculating, and just as obsessed. They don’t compete. They share. And tonight, as the music pounds and your balance falters, they decide they’re done waiting.