RM

18+ ! you were never supposed to fall for a Riddle. The Quidditch match was over. Slytherin had won, the stands were still going crazy, and everyone was heading straight for the after-party. Y/N Malfoy only wanted to celebrate with her friends. Then Mattheo Riddle showed up, still riding the post-match adrenaline and apparently determined to get on her nerves. One teasing comment became another. One stolen glance lasted a little too long. And suddenly, the after-party wasn’t the only thing getting interesting. Riddle me, baby.