Slytherin Boy Imagines

Night of Serpents and Stars - Mattheo Riddle

Word Count: 631
Warnings: Drinking
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Mattheo Riddle, with his dark hair tousled perfectly and a mischievous glint in his eyes, stepped out into the cool night air. The city was alive, pulsating with the energy of a thousand possibilities. His friends, a tight-knit group of Slytherins, were already ahead, eager to explore the Muggle clubs they had heard so much about.

"Come on, Mattheo!" Blaise Zabini called, his laughter echoing down the cobblestone street. "You don't want to miss the fun, do you?"

Mattheo smirked and quickened his pace, his leather jacket flapping slightly in the breeze. The club they had chosen for the night, Lumos, was one of the most popular spots, known for its vibrant atmosphere and eclectic mix of patrons.

As they entered, the thumping bass of the music hit them like a wave, and the kaleidoscope of lights painted the room in a dizzying array of colors. Mattheo scanned the crowd, his sharp eyes taking in the scene. His friends dispersed, each seeking their own adventures for the night.

He made his way to the bar, ordering a drink and leaning casually against the counter. As he sipped his firewhisky, he noticed her. She was standing near the dance floor, her dark hair cascading over her shoulders, her movements graceful and captivating. There was something magnetic about her, something that drew his attention and refused to let go.

Her name, he later learned, was Madison. She moved with a confidence that set her apart from the crowd, her eyes sparkling with a mix of curiosity and mischief. Mattheo found himself entranced, his usual composure wavering.

He approached her, his heart pounding in a way it hadn't in a long time. "Mind if I join you?" he asked, his voice smooth yet sincere.

Madison turned, her eyes locking onto his. She smiled, a slow, inviting smile. "Depends. Can you keep up?"

Mattheo chuckled, a genuine laugh that surprised even him. "I think I can manage."

They danced, the music pulsing through them, creating a world where only the two of them existed. Madison's movements were fluid and enchanting, and Mattheo found himself matching her pace, their bodies moving in perfect harmony.

Between dances, they talked, the conversation flowing as effortlessly as their movements on the dance floor. Madison was witty and sharp, her words laced with a charm that matched her enigmatic presence. Mattheo shared stories of Hogwarts, carefully omitting certain details, and she told him about her love for adventure and the thrill of the unknown.

Hours seemed to slip away, and before they knew it, the night was waning. The club began to empty, but neither of them seemed to notice. They sat together in a quiet corner, the remnants of the night's energy still buzzing around them.

"So, Mattheo Riddle," Madison said, her voice soft yet teasing. "What's next for the mysterious Slytherin?"

Mattheo smiled, a genuine warmth in his eyes. "I suppose that depends on whether or not I get to see you again."

Madison tilted her head, considering his words. "I think that can be arranged."

As they exchanged numbers and promised to meet again, Mattheo couldn't help but feel a spark of something new, something exciting. For the first time in a long while, he felt a connection that went beyond the usual flirtations and games.

As he walked back to his friends, who were waiting with raised eyebrows and knowing smiles, Mattheo felt a sense of exhilaration. The night had been unexpected and thrilling, and he couldn't wait to see where this new adventure with Madison would lead.

For Mattheo Riddle, the night was just the beginning, a tantalizing glimpse of the magic that existed beyond the walls of Hogwarts, in the most unexpected of places. And he was more than ready to embrace it.