the Slytherin princess~mattheo riddle

the kiss

"I don't think, I know," I say, tilting my head with a slight smile as I lean into his touch. His hand rests behind my ear and on my cheek, and he just looks at me. "What?" I ask, my tone worried. Did I just ruin everything? He leans in and kisses me, and I'm shocked—really shocked—but I kiss him back. At first, it's slow, then it turns fervent. I pull away to look at him, and we share a moment of silence."Y/N," Mattheo says almost in a whisper. I nod in response. "I don't think you realize how long I've dreamed of that," he adds with a laugh. I smile back. "I thought I was being delusional," I respond, laughing alongside him. He runs his fingers through his hair, and I can't help but admire the way his eyes sparkle, even in the dim light. "Delusional? No way," he says, shaking his head. "I was just... waiting for the right moment. I didn't want to rush anything."

"Well, you definitely picked a great moment," I tease, nudging him playfully. The air around us feels electric, charged with everything that's been left unsaid between us. Mattheo bites his lip, a mix of excitement and nervousness dancing on his features. "So, where do we go from here? I mean, I don't want to mess this up now that we've finally..." He trails off, his gaze locking onto mine. I chuckle softly, feeling the weight of our shared experiences hanging in the air, unspoken yet so clear. "We keep going, right? This is just the beginning," I reply, infused with confidence I didn't know I had. "We see where this leads us." He raises an eyebrow, the corners of his mouth twitching up a playful smirk. "Well, if it involves more kissing, color me interested."

Laughing, I roll my eyes, feeling the warmth seep into my cheeks. "Oh, so you're just in it for the kisses?" , "That's part of it," he admits, leaning in closer, his breath warm against my skin. "But honestly? I want it all. You're... special to me, Y/N."

The sincerity in his voice sends a shiver down my spine, and I can't help but feel a rush of hope. "You're special to me too, Mattheo," I say quietly, almost as if it's a secret just for him. He smiles again, and in that moment, everything feels perfect until we hear Snape enter and shout.

We grab ahold of each others hand and run until we reach the astronomy tower and we laugh panting