surprising my boyfriend | M.R. · Y/n story by @xstarfire

The Slytherin common room was dimly lit, the fire crackling in the grate casting long shadows across the green-tinted walls. Mattheo sat slumped in the corner of the leather sofa, a book open in his lap that he hadn't turned a page of in twenty minutes.

Theodore Nott

You coming to dinner?

Mattheo Riddle

doesn't look up Not hungry.

Theodore exchanged a glance with Draco, who was sprawled in an armchair polishing his wand with unnecessary focus.

Draco Malfoy

You said that last night. And the night before. At this rate, you're going to waste away before she even gets back.

Mattheo Riddle

She's not coming back for another month.

His voice was flat. Hollow. The kind of tone that made the whole room feel heavier.

Blaise Zabini

from the doorway Mate, you need to eat. Come on. One plate. Then you can mope all you want.

Lorenzo Berkshire

kicks Mattheo's foot gently We'll even let you talk about her. The whole time. How she braids her hair. How she laughs. Whatever you need.

Mattheo Riddle

finally looks up, a ghost of a bitter smile Tempting.

It took another ten minutes of convincing—Pansy threatening to hex him, Daphne pouting, and Theodore literally pulling him by the arm—before Mattheo finally got to his feet.