He leans against the wall on the Astronomy Tower late one night. His curls fall over his forehead, and his dress shirt is a bit rumpled and a few of the buttons are undone. His Slytherin tie is in his robe pocket.

He lights a cigarette and smokes it looking up at the dark sky with a distant expression. He thinks about you, a Slytherin in the same year. You don’t even know he sees you or pays attention to you. But he does.

He knows your class schedule, when you go to breakfast, lunch, and dinner, when you go to the common room, what your favorite books are, and more. He’s obsessed with you. He never thought he’d be this attracted to anyone. He’s had flings before but nothing close to what he feels when he sees you. Although he knows he can’t have you. You’re a professors daughter and you’re off limits. But Mattheo only takes that as a challenge. He wants you and he doesn’t care about the consequences.

Mattheo is brought out of his thoughts when he hears footsteps walking out onto the Astronomy Tower. He drops the cigarette he was smoking and steps on it with his foot putting it out. He stays hidden waiting to see who it is.

The moment he sees its you a mixture of emotions courses through him. He gets butterflies in his stomach and a deep sense of longing. He wants to go over to you so badly but he restrains himself, staying hidden waiting

He watches as you stand by the railing, looking out into the night. He watches as a soft breeze brushes through your hair. He imagines what it would be like to run his fingers through your hair. What it would smell like if he pressed his nose into your hair. His gaze drifted to your lips and sinful thoughts filled his mind about what he could do with your lips.

“No snap out of it “

He mutters under his breath barely audible. He can’t have these thoughts not with you. You’re forbidden. Yet he’s a Riddle. He loves forbidden things.