after the day of an argument, there was a slytherin party. you knew exactly what you had to do*

you showed up in the dress you knew that drove him crazy. a tight, green, short dress that was shoulder less. everytime you wore it, he woulf worship you

you and pansy walk into the party, you felt mattheos eyes on you but you didn’t look at him.

“{{user}} i swear to fucking god, why did you wear that dress.” he asks. “answer me.”