#mattheo riddle edit

[yanxidarlings]

“Or perhaps in Slytherin, you'll make your real friends. Those cunning folk use any means to achieve their ends.”

MEET THE SLYTHERINS:  “the slytherin colors of emerald and silver were everywhere, draping the bead, the walls, and the windows.” “for instance, slytherin took only pure-blood wizards of great cunning, just like him.” “you could be great, you know, it’s all here in your head, and slytherin will help you on the way to greatness, no doubt about that.”

[finalgirllx]

i’m rabid for him

[machiavellli]

If the slytherins had socials…part V

<- Part IV

-> Part VI

[starzioo]

He’s so Salvatore.

Like oh my god.

[77766677772]

25.3.2024

[princess-sallow]

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[steinausherz]

Respectfully... don't be.

[urfavta4ya]

[myfeetrcolddd]

Longing (?)

It hadn't been more than a month into the new school year when Draco had decided it'd been enough. Enough of this- well he hadn't even known what it was, only that he knew he liked her and he had a feeling you liked him back. He only felt that he was a fool to only have realized it last year, when he realized that he wasn't nearly as possessive with his other friends as he was with her, that it wasn't normal to be constantly be thinking about only one friend.

When he realized this the first thing he had done was avoid her for a week, or that was the plan, because out of sight out of mind and since he was seeing her everyday and talking to her whenever possible that can only be the reason why she was constantly on his mind. Safe to say it didn't have the effect he wanted, actually it had the opposite effect, he thought about her even more than usual, she even made her way into his dreams. So, by the fourth day, he bought her two books he knew she wanted, and a dozen boxes of her favorite candy to apologize.

Barely into the year the weather was still warm, and so Y/N found herself sitting outside on one of the many benches, reading a book she had bought over the summer but had put off reading. But if we were being honest she wasn't doing much reading, how could she when the weather was nice and she knew the Slytherin quidditch team would be passing by any second.

When she heard the boys talking loudly from around the corner she was quick to act like she was reading, and not waiting for a certain blonde boy.

She heard the boots pass by her but from the corner of her eye she saw a pair of shoes standing right in front of her, still she didn't look up.

Draco cleared his throat, she ignored him, he made another noise and she grinned cheekily and finally looked at him.

His hair was still wet from the showers and his hair hung over his eyes as he looked down at her, his blue eyes twinkled as he smiled softly down at her. "Hello, Draco." She smiled and he rolled his eyes in mock annoyance.

"Y/N" He said, and paused a moment, his eyes raked over her, he swallowed, and he continued, "If I didn't know any better I'd think you were waiting for me." Draco smirked and it was her turn to roll her eyes.

"Well you are known for your profound arrogance." She shrugged, grinning from ear to ear, her book laying face down, forgotten on her lap.

"You wound me deeply." He said dryly and Y/N found her self laughing, and then Draco found himself laughing along.

Once the laughter died down the two were left with a silence, and they looked at each other longingly, lovingly, but it seemed neither could see that, even though it was quite obvious to everyone around them.

"Well-" Y/N's voice cracked and she cleared her throat, blushing deeply, "Dinners starting soon, I should get going and put my things away." She said quickly before rushing off before Draco had a chance to respond, leaving there staring at her as she scurried off.

"Bye." He said dejectedly, even though she was too far to hear him. "Ughhh." Draco groaned, running a hand down his face as he took the spot Y/N was sitting in only moments before.

He knew she would be there, she was always there after practice, and for the past three practices he has been trying to get himself to say she can just come and watch, instead of waiting here nearly everyday.

"Fucking idiot." He mumbled to himself.

He needed a plan, he needed to ask her out, soon, because he was getting desperate, really fucking desperate, and if he got to a point beyond that he was scarred he would just blurt out he loved her in the middle of study hall and then run away like a coward before he could hear her answer.

Or maybe he would just grab her while walking in the corridors, pull her into some secluded place and kiss the hell out of her.

The last one seemed much better than the first, much, much, better.

Salazar, he wanted to kiss her.

As she walked away from him Y/N started to cuss herself out quietly, she knew it was always a bad idea to wait for him after practice nearly every time, it was already bad enough that she had budding feelings for him, feelings that she's been harboring for much longer than she cared to admit.

It was stupid of her to just leave like that as well, she felt bad enough for having caught feelings, she didn't need to feel bad about that as well.

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The next day Y/N found herself extra flustered by Draco, and she hated it. Because she felt so obvious about her feelings and Draco seemed so clueless about it, and though she didn't really want him to notice it a small sliver of her hoped he would.

"Can you go and get theeeee-" She dragged out the word as she looked down the potion's list for the ingredient name, all the while Draco stood patiently, waiting for her, when normally he would be blowing steam out of his ears if it were anyone else, "The pearl dust," She looked up at him and smiled softly, "Please?" And added a head tilt for the cheery on top.

Draco's mouth went dry, his lips parted and he felt as though the only thing that might satiate him enough would be to kiss her, her and her teasingly plump lips. He swallowed the non-existent saliva in his mouth and nodded soundlessly, clenching his jaw.

"Thank you." She said, seemingly not have noticed Draco's obvious distress at her mannerisms, and turned back to the potion at hand, humming a tune to herself.

Walking towards the ingredients closet Draco decided he would do something about these ghastly feelings this week. He couldn't take any more of it. It was as though being away from her all summer had only amplified his feelings for her, even though he was visiting her nearly every other day, he still missed her more then he could have imagined.

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The rest of the class was agony, for the both of them. Seemingly flustered easily by just each other mannerisms, and not to mention when it came to testing if the amortentia potion worked neither of them could smell anything, which obviously meant they had made the potion wrong, not that they had just become so used to the others scent they couldn't notice it...

"How did we mess up?" She worried, going over the ingredients and steps from the book, they had followed every step and done everything perfectly, and it wasn't like either of them were bad at potions, they were some of the best students actually.

"Maybe Potter sabotaged us." Draco suggested with a shrug.

"Don't say things like that," She tutted, but Draco couldn't help the smirk that was slowly growing on his face.

"I'm just saying, it's quite the possibility, I mean he probably sabotaged Granger as well, did you see the state of her?" He leaned back against the counter and crossed his arms over his chest, she glared daggers at him, telling him to stop talking about it, so he did. He dropped the smirk and raised his arms in defence, whispering a small, "Sorry,"

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It was just after dinner and Y/N had excused herself from the group early so she could try and make the amortentia potion again, since it had been bothering her all day and she knew if she didn't try at least one more time she would never let it go.

But before she could even get to the dungeons a Ravenclaw boy stopped her and started to talk her under the pretense of charms and tutoring him. "Okay-" He chuckled to himself, blushing, "I was actually hoping you'd go with me to-"

"Who's this?" Said a voice Y/N would notice anywhere, only it was the voice he used when threatening someone, and she couldn't imagine why Draco would need it now. But she wasn't really thinking about that.

Draco has pulled her close to him, his arms wrapped around her middle and pressing her back against his chest and glared at the attempting to ask Y/N out. Leaning down to her ear and repeated himself, "Who's this, dear?" She could feel his hot breath on her neck and she took a deep breath.

"Uhm- this is uh-" shoot, she forgot his name, "Sorry, what was your name again?" She asked sheepishly.

"N-nevermind." The boy stuttered, seemingly terrified by having the Draco Malfoy glare at him, a glare that was a promise for a life of torment, and he scurried off back to where he came from.

Y/N had expected for Draco to let her go immediately, but he made no move to let go, instead he flipped her around so they were facing each other. Looking deep into her eyes Y/N saw Draco trying to decide something, and the his lips were on hers.

Sorry if this feels rushed but it lowkey was. <3

(also dont mind the title, i had no clue what to call this)

[ghostfacesfavoritevictim]

Boaf 😍🙏🏻

[yanxidarlings]

"they say the wizarding elite aims to have heirs within a few years of each other, so that when they begin attending hogwarts, they can form a gang, a clique, whatever it is, to represent the prosperity of the pureblood circle, to uphold the values of the sacred twenty eight" "didn't nott's grandfather write that list?" "no- well, yes, his father did. but the idea of the wizarding elite predates it. the slytherins have had their heads stuck up their arses since 990 a.d — salazar slytherin himself is who we have to thank for the glorification of pure blood — and so centuries of inbreeding has led to what we now know as the slytherin elite" "so it's like the wizarding nobility then?" "not.. exactly. it used to be, many family's from the sacred twenty eight used to hold very real titles and power, but when the magical government became centralised in the 1700's, they were given hereditary seats on the wizengamont to keep them happy, but the power they once held slowly faded — that was around the time when the concept of slytherin gangs began" "merlins beard, they've been at this for nearly three hundred years? haven't they run out of purebloods to inbreed with yet" "some have, that's why you don't see any gaunts, beowulf's or volants in the group-" "if i'm being honest, they all look like the same stuck up gits, you absolutely positive some pureblood lady didn't just pop out fifteen of them at once" "there's only nine, malfoy and zabini are pretty distinguishable from the others, but you do have a point, i'd bet my left leg they're all at least fifth cousins" "how do you know so much" "i read you know, and people watch" "a'right then, which one is which" "why do you want to know so much? that's... caster rosier, best avoid him, apparently by the third year he had dated all of slytherin house" "you're kidding, right" "and then he moved on to hufflepuff and ravenclaw, but i suppose that's what happens when rita skeeter raises you" "rita skeeter? poor bloke" "and he does nothing but gossip, we once had to work together for a potions project and i mentioned that i had a cough and he started a rumour that i had mono" "i take that back, stuff him" "and he's supposed to be one of the nice ones. the one sitting next to him, pollux black, is the biggest prick i've ever had the displeasure of meeting, bumped into him once on my way to herbology, the bloody bastard has had it out for me ever since, calls me every foul word you could imagine, told me i was better off dead, i think i'm the reason he's started bullying you as well" "i thought i was getting bullied by one of the riddles" "you probably are — if he hits, it's mattheo riddle, if he snitchs, it's draco malfoy, if he's rude, it's pollux black, if he ignores, it's blaise zabini, and if he smokes, it's theodore nott. berkshire, greengrass and rosier are the 'nice ones', by slytherin standards" "which is the one with the punchable face?" "eulalio greengrass" "i was paired with astoria greengrass in transfiguration the other day, and messed up the spell, which cost us the grade, you know what he did when she went crying to him? broke my fucking wand" "i thought you said you stepped on it-" "he threatened to have me kicked out of hogwarts if i told anybody!" "that's just how those people are, think they're above everyone else because of their blood status and house. i think berkshire is the only one with redeemable qualities" "which one is that" "are you faceblind-"

[machiavellli]

If the slytherins had socials…part XIII

<- part XII

-> part XIV

[ksanara]

THEODORE ...After Hogwarts, he separated from everyone and decided to play a lonely game. On blood stains, fingerprints, in the laboratory, in the morgue, at the scene of criminals. The mysterious young detective Theodore Nott has already become a legend in the detective community, solving more than fifteen complicated cases in just one year! His methods can shock, cause real fainting, many of the London policemen openly consider Mr. Nott to be mentally ill. However, this does not stop the private detective from unraveling the loops of the criminal world and bringing to the light of day all the hidden garbage on the streets of the English capital.

Yes, here Theo is Marcus. This is how it happened in the CIS countries. English is not my native language, sorry for any mistakes.

[cottagecorecora]

Anyone else find the AI voice edits on TikTok creepy?! They can be so accurate it’s freaking me out honestly. 😅