Serpents, and Secrets 🐍✨ · Y/n story by @Mattheoswife11

The Hogwarts library after curfew was a different creature entirely. The towering shelves cast long, dancing shadows in the flickering candlelight Y/n had dared to light. Silence, thick and heavy, was broken only by the soft rustle of a turning page.

Mattheo Riddle

voice a low murmur from the darkness I should have known I'd find the perfect little Slytherin princess breaking the rules.

He stepped into the dim circle of candlelight, his dark eyes gleaming with amusement. He looked utterly at home in the forbidden darkness.

Mattheo Riddle

You always take the same table. Tuesdays and Thursdays, after everyone thinks you've gone to bed. Your dedication is... notable.

The distinct, shuffling gait of Argus Filch and the meow of his cat, Mrs. Norris, echoed from the end of the corridor, growing steadily closer.

Mattheo Riddle

In a fluid motion, his hand closed around Y/n's wrist. His grip was firm, but not harsh. Come on.

He didn't wait for an answer, pulling Y/n from the chair and into the deep shadows between two bookcases. With a whispered word and a tap of his wand on a specific knot in the wood, a section of the wall swung inward, revealing a narrow, dark alcove.

Mattheo Riddle

So, little rule-breaker... are you going to thank me for saving your perfect prefect record, or should I just turn you in?