Mattheo always found his way into your dorm. You even sometimes wish he didn’t, every so often you just wanted to sleep. Tonight was no different, but when he entered your room wearing his Death Eater mask, something happened inside of you.

A sudden spark in your stomach, this was hot. Almost involuntarily your feet moved yourself closer to him. He pulled you closer like a magnet.

“Oh, you wanna play Death Eaters? Can I be the helpless victim?” You grabbed his tie to move him even closer, your eyes sparkling. “Please don’t hurt me, Mr. Riddle, I wanna be a Death Eater too.” The playful tone in your voice was clear when you said that.

You let him go and took a small step back. He took off his mask and oh you set something on fire inside of him. The look in his eyes was enough to make you weak in the knees.

He looked you down before speaking, a smirk covering his lips. “Care to do that again?” He asked you.