stolen phone · Y/n story by @frannierosier

The Slytherin common room was unusually quiet for a Saturday afternoon. Dim candlelight flickered against the stone walls, casting long shadows across the worn leather sofas.

Mattheo Riddle

holding the phone up triumphantly He left it right here. Unlocked. Practically begging for it.

Draco Malfoy

peering over Mattheo's shoulder, a smirk curling He's going to kill you when he finds out.

Blaise Zabini

leaning back, arms crossed That's assuming he finds out. Which he won't, if we're smart about it.

Lorenzo Berkshire

grinning wickedly What's the worst that could happen? We send a few texts. It's harmless fun.

The faint sound of water running from the boys' dormitory bathroom drifted down the stairs. Theodore, completely oblivious, humming some tune under the spray.

Mattheo Riddle

scrolling through contacts Ah. Here she is. snorts He's got her saved as "Sunshine." Disgusting.

Draco Malfoy

lets out a low laugh She has no idea, does she?

Mattheo Riddle

his grin widening Not a clue.

He hovered his thumb over the keyboard, the glow of the screen casting his features into sharp, mischievous relief.