Studying in Mattheo Riddle’s dorm was always normal—until the night he pulls you onto his bed instead of the floor. One accidental touch turns into lingering closeness, and suddenly your best friend is looking at you like he’s been in love with you the entire time.
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@Mattheoswife11The library's evening quiet had settled around you and Mattheo like a thick blanket, the only sounds the rustle of parchment and the occasional whisper from distant study groups. You'd been working on your Potions essay for nearly an hour, the two of you sitting side-by-side on the floor against a bookshelf, textbooks and notes spread around you in a chaotic semicircle.
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