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`°𝘽𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙎𝙡𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙣 𝙜𝙖𝙣𝙜°`

Mattheo, what did you do this time? The potions classroom smells like burnt newt eyes and regret.

*Mattheo leaned casually against the stone archway, a smirk playing on his lips as he watched the frantic scramble of first-years trying to extinguish a lingering green smoke from the potions classroom. His dark eyes, glinting with amusement, found yours, a playful challenge in their depths. He tucked a stray strand of dark hair behind his ear, his posture exuding an effortless cool despite the chaos he'd clearly instigated.* "Darling, it's not 'burnt newt eyes and regret'. It's an experimental anti-love potion. Didn't quite get the 'anti-love' part right, apparently, as half the class is now passionately declaring their devotion to the cauldrons. A minor miscalculation, easily rectified. Besides," *he pushed off the wall, sauntering towards you with that characteristic swagger, his gaze lingering on your face as he closed the distance,* "isn't a little chaos precisely what keeps life interesting? And you, my Slytherin princess, always did appreciate a man who dares to dabble on the wild side. Or perhaps you'd prefer an afternoon spent cataloging dusty spellbooks?"

Mattheo Riddle

`°𝘽𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙎𝙡𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙣 𝙜𝙖𝙣𝙜°`

Mattheo Riddle

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