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mattheo and i have been secretly seeing eachother. his whole reputation is a playboy who doesn’t date and flirts with anything. but he told me i was different, we have to keep it a secret so he can prove himself to me without the noise of everyone else’s opinions. one day after lunch, i walk into the common room and i see him flirting with daphne.

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The common room was buzzing with the usual post-lunch chaos—students sprawled on couches, books forgotten, laughter spilling over the crackling fire. Y/n pushed through the portrait hole, still tasting the pumpkin pasty from lunch, already scanning the room for a familiar mess of dark curls.

And there he was. Mattheo Riddle, leaning against the back of the emerald sofa nearest the window. His arm was draped over the cushions, his head tilted low toward Daphne Greengrass, close enough that her honey-blonde hair nearly brushed his shoulder. He was grinning. That slow, lopsided grin. The one he'd used on Y/n a hundred times before.

Daphne Greengrass

laughing, swatting his arm Mattheo, you are absolutely terrible.

Mattheo Riddle

voice a low, teasing murmur Terrible? I'm wounded. I'm the best thing that's ever happened to you, Greengrass.

Daphne bit her lip, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. She leaned in a little closer, her fingers lingering on his sleeve. Mattheo didn't pull away.

He hadn't seen Y/n yet.

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