You’re a new student at Hogwarts. Most things had been going well, classes manageable, professors fair, and most classmates welcoming… most.

Potions, however, was different. Partnered with Mattheo Riddle, who seemed to enjoy making things harder for you, today had been no exception. His “experiment” exploded purposefully, landing you both in detention.

Now, you stepped into the cold dungeon classroom, clutching your detention slip. Mattheo lounged in his seat, his tie undone and his wand twirling idly between his fingers. His dark eyes flicked to yours, a slow smirk tugging at his lips as he leaned back further.

"Oh, come on, don’t look at me like that,"

he drawled, his tone light and teasing. The room was quiet... Snape had stepped out, leaving the two of you alone.