#hp playlist

[loonyloopylupin96]

Scouting for Girls' Elvis Ain't Dead but it's Remus in 1982

I'll get by without your smile

And I'll get through without you

But I wish it was me you chose (as secret keeper)

Scouting for Girls' Elvis Ain't Dead but it's Remus in 1993

Peter Elvis isn't dead

And you're coming back to me, I know

[superfallingstars]

Playlist for Snupin dancing in the kitchen?

(from Remus-poopin btw)

send me playlist prompts! please i still want them!

Gnjfhfjjdkfjsk this is like the ideal playlist ask THANK YOU

This is a playlist of warm and sunny 60s/70s/80s songs to dance and cook to, with a healthy amount of (slightly complicated) love songs. I'm gonna go thru this song by song because as per usual I have shit to say

Track list:

Todd Rundgren - Can We Still Be Friends?: so Snupin is kinda an enemies-to-lovers thing, right? So this lovely little song – "Let's admit we made a mistake, but can we still be friends?" – is rather fitting. Also I just love Todd Rundgren and his warm jazzy 70s piano songs, he makes great kitchen music.

Laura Nyro - Stoned Soul Picnic: I'm going to need to remove the phrase "warm jazzy 70s piano songs" from my vocabulary by the end of this, but that's exactly what this song is. Also I'm just a huge Laura Nyro fan and looking for an excuse to talk about her. Unrelated but also she looks like how I imagine Eileen Prince

The Cleaners from Venus - Lukewarm Love Song: IMO this is the best song on this playlist. Like I mentioned in the Remus playlist ask, The Cleaners from Venus (with their adorable jazzy lo-fi jangle pop songs) are peak Remus to me. This song is one of my favorites of theirs and imo fits the Snupin dynamic very well. The lyrics are SO ambiguous in the best way possible: "I would not be with you unless I wanted to" could be a comforting reassurance if that person is, well, with you, but if you're in a complicated enemies-to-lovers situationship, it might mean something else...! In this context, I read it as someone (let's be real probably Snape) convincing themselves that they don't like the other person, even though they are with them, and they do call them, and they think about them all the time (as the rest of the lyrics go)... and maybe THEN they realize that they're doing all of this because they want to. You done gone and fell in love idiot!

Shira Small - My Life's Alright: Ok I just have to say this album is amazing, this is Shira Small's only album and she made it in college and it's just the loveliest most comforting jazzy 70s thing in the world and I love it so much that I transcribed all the lyrics on Genius and it's great. To me this song is about slowing down and noticing the small things and being grateful for being alive and dancing in the kitchen and I like it!!!!

Warren Zevon - Werewolves of London: I like to imagine that Snape antagonizes Lupin with this song but Lupin begrudgingly enjoys it. I should finish that comic I started about this

Todd Rundgren - Izzat Love?: another W for Todd Rundgren and his warm jazzy 70s love songs

Shira Small - Here I Stand: A lovely little song of platonic or romantic devotion that also is surprisingly matter-of-fact. Here I stand with you but also you need to make up your mind about whether you want to enjoy life or not. Aka Lupin @ Snape

Orange Juice - Falling and Laughing: This is just kinda of one of the best love songs ever, I don't make the rules

The Replacements - Swingin' Party: This is very, we're cleaning up after everyone's gone home from the party but the music is still on and we're not quite sober yet. Also "if being afraid is a crime, we hang side by side" ?!!!! screaming crying throwing up

Ronnie D'Addario - Nice Meeting You Again: I think this song is very fun in the context of two people who met a long time ago and fucking hated each other. "With every day, I see the way our love's brand new again" – CUTE.

Thank you so much for this ask and letting me gush about all of these songs. I have such brainrot for this ship. Hopefully this playlist shows the dynamic I'm going for and doesn't just make me look insane 👍

[womanarana]

TO ALL MY FELLOW REGULUS BLACK ENTHUSIASTS!

I’ve made a playlist for one of the most under appreciated characters in the HP series! (Also my favorite!)

Regulus has a tragic story that culminates to the making of an unknown hero and that’s what I tried to capture here!

The playlist details the story all the way from Sirius’ departure to Reggie’s death and everything in between. It includes ALL genres and gets darker as you go. Please listen to this in order to get the FULL, INTENDED experience.

Enjoy!

[remus-poopin]

More songs for harry and hermione to dance in the tent with like in the dh movie?

Thanks for the prompt! For this one i wanted to have songs that were a bit slower and soft but passionate. Most of these focus on themes of lost, love, war, grief, or god.

Tracklist:

1. Drink Before the War - Sinéad O’Conner

2. River Man - Nick Drake

3. Hard Times (No One Knows Better Than I) - Ray Charles

4. I Shall Be Released - Nina Simone

5. Lover, You Should Have Come Over - Jeff Buckley

6. (Somebody) Ease My Troublin’ Mind - Sam Cooke

7. Draft Morning - The Byrds

8. Holy Are You - The Electric Prunes

9. Nobody Knows - Pastor T.L Barrett and the Youth for Christ Choir

10. I Ain’t Got Nobody - Louis Armstrong

+more

[binvibin]

in my petunia evans playlist, there’s a song called witty fellow by gerhard trede and i promise you there has never been a more perfect song to sum up vernon dursley. i know the name is misleading but the music is undeniable.

[thistlecatfics]

Having returned from her honeymoon, Narcissa sits on the balcony in Malfoy Manor -- her balcony -- and reflects back on the love of her life who is now fighting against Narcissa's family and all she believes in. 

Listen on Spotify (in order)

[theprisonerandthebeast]

I made a Lily Evans playlist 🫶🏻

[nyanbary]

Slytherin!Lily Evans Playlist

Feel Better by Penelope Scott

American Healthcare (Glitzy) by Penelope Scott

Seventeen by LadyTron

Cake by Melanie Martinez

Blood - End Credits by My Chemical Romance

Born2Run by Penelope Scott

You're Gonna Go Far, Kid by The Offspring

Picture to Burn by Taylor Swift

Take Me or Leave Me from Rent

Money, Money, Money by ABBA

Glamorous by Fergie ft Ludacris

Nothing Ever Changes by Nico Collins

Centuries by Fall Out Boy

Bones by Imagine Dragons

Savages by MARINA

Vigilante Shit by Taylor Swift

[xawery-y]

POV: you go to a Slytherin party (VERY realistic; talking, background noise, 8D audio) (youtube.com)

Slytherin vibes ahead.

[ultravioletbrit]

“relevant” - Jegulus microfic - @into-the-jeggyverse - 473 words

“holiday music” - 25 Days of Jegumas - Day 8 - @noblehouseofgay

James and Regulus are sitting on the floor on either side of the coffee table that’s covered in a mess of books and folders and notebooks and notecards. Regulus is in the middle of it all typing frantically on his laptop and James is… watching Regulus type frantically on his laptop.  

He can’t stop thinking about Friday night. It’s their first date and James wants it to be perfect. They’re just going ice-skating because he knows Regulus loves to skate and James didn’t want to go too over the top for their first date. Something simple and casual that he knows Regulus will be comfortable doing. Plus, with a built-in activity, hopefully there won’t be as much pressure to fill any quiet moments that could lead to awkward silences.

There could be quiet moments in the car, though; James needs to make sure those moments don’t become awkward or uncomfortable either. He’ll need to make a playlist, but the wrong song at the wrong time could also lead to awkward moments. He needs simple songs that can be background noise, but also create the right atmosphere, something that—    

“James!” Regulus snaps James out of his spiraling thoughts and it's clearly not the first time he said James’ name.

“Sorry, what?”

Regulus huffs and rolls his eyes. “Do you have any questions?” He asks slowly and very annoyed.

“What are your favorite Christmas songs?” James blurts out.

Regulus blinks at him several times before he sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose “Do you have any relevant questions?”

“That is relevant!” James insists.

“How is my preferred holiday music relevant to our presentation?” Regulus asks with growing frustration.   

“Well, I haven’t really been helping with the presentation.” James says with a guilty smile.

“I’ve noticed.” Regulus grits his teeth.      

“I’ve been distracted thinking about songs to put on a playlist for our date. So, if you just tell me what songs you like then I’ll be able to focus much better and—”

“Our what?” Regulus cuts him off with wide eyes.

“Our date…?” James says slowly.

“We have a date?” Regulus’ eyes get impossibly wider.

“Errrm… yes?” James ask, genuinely confused. “Err… on Friday?... Right?…” He starts to fumble his words. “I have… We were… You said—” James freezes then snaps his mouth shut when he realizes… Regulus didn’t say anything… Because James never asked the question.

James got so far ahead of himself thinking about every little detail to make sure Regulus has the best possible time on their date; only to realize, he never actually asked Regulus to go on the date.  

“James…” Regulus starts slowly with the hint of a smile. “Did you plan a date without asking me on a date?” Regulus voices James’ thoughts.

James squeezes his eyes shut before dropping his head in his hands with a groan and Regulus chuckles.  

“See, now that would have been a relevant question.” Regulus tells him.

-

[deskgoblin]

I am horribly obsessed with this character, not the movie, just the little guy that’s autistic.

[ziggystqrdust]

i had a dream about you // alucinatio by alexmeg

“He stares at the ceiling, blinking blankly every now and then, until his eyes close and he falls asleep.”

hey so what the fuck

bonus

caption translation: “you’re an angst enjoyer”

video translation: “that feeling like where it hurts so much but it feels good, you know that feeling when “aww im so sad cuz they didnt end up together😞” but its also satisfying in a way that they didnt end up together😁”

[superfallingstars]

Hey! Wanted to send you another playlist ask prompt (if that's ok) ^^: Percy Weasley in his flat, trying not to think about his family. I'm genuinely wondering what he would listen to

send me playlist asks!

First off, you can basically always send playlist prompts, I’m fine with it, I have a ton of fun with these. It’s just a matter of whether I answer them in a few weeks, months, or years LOL

I confess, before receiving this ask, I had thought about Percy for maybe a grand total of 5 seconds, so suffice it to say that I had no idea what to do about this. However I recently (VERY recently) started rereading the series and I’m slowly remembering who tf he is lol. My playlists for the other Weasley kids all have a huge Britpop influence, so I decided to continue that (along with some other alternative 80s and 90s stuff) on Percy’s. Hopefully it comes across that he is a huge stuck-up nerd, but he is also just a young guy trying to find his place in the world, going through the difficult process of realizing that he's made a mistake, and admitting to himself and the people he hurt that he was wrong... I imagine it was a very humbling experience. Also wow there’s so many great songs about moving on and starting a new life and I don’t think about you at all anymore so idk why you’re even sending me a sweater MOM. Basically I'm quite proud of the lyrics on this one (part of why it took me 10000 years to answer) – so let's get into it

Track list:

Blur - There’s No Other Way: starting off strong with some early Blur. Tbh I don’t really know what this song is about but I enjoy that it starts out with “You’re taking the fun out of everything.” Soooo true Percy you killjoy

The Wedding Present - Box Elder: Great song about leaving (specifically a relationship – unfortunately most great songs about moving on are about relationships, but whatever)! “I’ve got a lot of things to do / A lot of places to go / I’ve got a lot of good things coming my way / And I’m afraid to say that you’re not one of them.” Yeowch!

Lloyd Cole and the Commotions - Are You Ready To Be Heartbroken?: I adore this song in all its 80s glory! The meaning is a bit ambiguous but imo it’s about being an opinionated, idealistic, pretentious young person (“Making your friends feel so guilty about their cynicism”) who doesn’t realize real life is going to – well – break their heart.

The Smiths - London: I just heard this song for the first time two days ago and omg it's perfect. Like it’s literally about leaving your friends and family behind to go move to London and work in the big city. Percy would 10000% listen to this (and uncritically agree that the only reason his family is mad at him is because they’re jealous of his success and his big boy job at the Ministry)

Ned’s Atomic Dustbin - Selfish: from what I can tell, this song is about being an insecure loser so you get all stuck-up and mean about it. "If I don't know what's cool / Will you call me a loser?" ... “I hope your head's aching from having too much fun” ... “The selfish gene in me / Has finally come into being / He’s teaching me how to be mean / But that’s a sorry sorry state to be in” ..Rather fitting, isn’t it?

The Wedding Present - Getting Nowhere Fast: read an article about this song (the original song, this is a cover) that described it as “the feeling that your failing life isn’t what you signed up for” and honestly I can’t describe it any better than that

Blur - Birthday: this song is about spending your birthday alone and feeling really weird and bad about it. Which is something I hadn’t even considered could have happened to Percy but now I 1000% believe that it did

New Order - Weirdo: These lyrics man. “It’s a life that’s made for me / Where I can be completely free / So long as I obey this sound / That echoes all around” Lollll

Dire Straits - Brothers in Arms: This song is a little dated for Percy’s time, but I quite like putting 80s stuff on here because I think older music adds to Percy's supposed maturity as well as making him seem accurately uncool. And “We’re fools to make war on our brothers in arms” wow sooooo true

The Verve - Neon Wilderness: truly captures the vibes of being a lonely young person living on your own in the big city. I can vividly picture Percy listening to this alone in his flat and slowly realizing what a sad and solitary life he has created for himself…

Pavement - Stop Breathing: THE REALIZATION. This song is technically about a soldier dealing with the emotional toll of war but it works fantastically well for this playlist (the guilt of realizing you were wrong, that you truly hurt others, and that your whole belief system was massively flawed). “Write it on a postcard / Dad they broke me / Dad they broke me.” Ummmmm screaming crying throwing up

The Rentals - It’s Time to Come Home: It really is.

WOWWW this one was so fun! It was a challenge to create a playlist for a character I’m not super familiar with, but honestly that was probably the most fun part about it! It’s so rewarding when you spend some time thinking about a character you (initially) feel neutral towards and force yourself to really consider their motivations and relate to them – I like Percy a lot more now LOL. Thank you so much for the ask!

[that-bitch-kat3]

rip sirius black you would have loved mother mother

[remus-poopin]

can you do the hogwart houses common rooms?

Here ya go!

Hufflepuff:

This one is primarily power pop, twee, and soul. I tried to get songs that have a warm and light feel to them.

Track list:

1. Like Flies On Sherbert - Alex Chilton

2. Love You - Syd Barrett

3. Wuthering Heights - Kate Bush

4. Dreaming Is Fucking Right - The Marshmallow Kisses

5. Cannock Chase - Labi Siffre

6. Our Love Is Heavenly- Heavenly

7. Les Fleurs - Minnie Riperton

8. Fine - The Cardigans

9. Here Come The Warm Jets - Brian Eno

10. Summer Soft - Stevie Wonder

(+more!)

Ravenclaw:

This one is a lot of shoegaze and dreampop. I wanted to have slower songs here that have a slight dark and dreamy tone to them.

Track list:

1. Winter Now - Broadcast

2. Transitional Bird (Clever Girl) - Candy Claws

3. Ladies and Gentlemen We Are Floating In Space - Spiritualized

4. Winter Song - Nico

5. Blue Light - Mazzy Star

6. Pretty Girls Make Graves - The Smiths

7. Frou-frou Foxes in Midsummer Fires - Cocteau Twins

8. Starting Over - LSD and the Search for God

9. Famous Blue Raincoat - Leonard Cohen

10. Diamond Day - Vashti Bunyan

(+more!)

Gryffindor:

Lots of upbeat energetic songs for this one. Wanted songs that had a sort of bold feel to them.

Track list:

1. Damaged Goods - Gang of Four

2. Rip It Up - Orange Juice

3. Mandinka - Sinéad O’Connor

4. The Book I Read - Talking Heads

5. Brave Captain - fIREHOSE

6. Orange Crush - R.E.M.

7. Are ‘Friends’ Electric? - Tubeway Army

8. Sound and Vision - David Bowie

9. No More Heroes - The Stranglers

10. Incinerate - Sonic Youth

(+more!)

Slytherin:

Going for dark and slightly gothic sound here. These mostly have a intense or heavy vibe to them.

Track list:

1. Anemone - The Brian Jonestown Massacre

2. Beatrix - Cocteau Twins

3. How Soon Is Now? - The Smiths

4. Pedestal - Portishead

5. Blasphemous Rumors - Depeche Mode

6. Lullaby - The Cure

7. Teardrop - Massive Attack

8. New Dawn Fades - Joy Division

9. So Tired - Slowdive

10. Nonphenomenal Lineage - Grandaddy

(+more!)

[slut4slytherinss]

These feelings

SEND REQUESTS!!

Summary: in which reader and Mattheo despise each other, until the moonflowers bloom.

1,767 words

Warnings: no mention of the Slytherin friend group, Tom is Mattheo’s dad in this, surprisingly I’ve managed to write no cursing so.. ooc Mattheo! Rushed and not proofread, a total cliffhanger.

2nd person pov

Gryffindor reader

Female reader

The air in the Potions classroom crackled with more than just the fumes of Bubotuber pus. Mattheo Riddle, the epitome of Slytherin arrogance, smirked across the cauldron at you, a Gryffindor simmering with righteous indignation. His obsidian eyes, a chilling reflection of his infamous father, held a challenge you couldn't resist.

"Looks like your concoction resembles swamp muck more than Veritaserum, Gryffindor," Mattheo drawled, his voice a silken threat.

You bristled, your retort sharp. "At least I haven't resorted to cheating, Riddle." You knew it was untrue, at least in this class, but the way he effortlessly manipulated his potion, his every movement oozing practiced superiority, grated on your nerves.

Professor Snape, his usual scowl deepening, swept between your cauldrons, his black robes billowing like a storm cloud. "Silence! Riddle, five points from Slytherin for your disruptive commentary. Y/n, another five from Gryffindor for accusations. Now, focus on your potions!"

The rest of the double Potions lesson crawled by, punctuated by stolen glances and silent barbs exchanged between you and Mattheo. You couldn't deny a strange pull towards him, a morbid fascination that warred with your Gryffindor loyalty. He was everything you loathed – a dark echo of the war that had ravaged the wizarding world – yet you couldn't tear your eyes away from his sharp features and the way his lips curled into a sardonic smile.

-

Days turned into weeks, the animosity between you a constant undercurrent. You'd clash in Defense Against the Dark Arts, your jinxes meeting his hexes in a flurry of sparks. In Herbology, you'd find his carefully tended Venomous Tentacula mysteriously wilting, a silent message that only you understood.

One blustery April evening, you were returning from the library, a stack of Transfiguration books threatening to topple over, when you bumped into someone. Books scattered across the wet cobblestones, a frustrated groan escaping your lips.

"Need a hand, Gryffindor?"

Looking up, you met Mattheo's gaze. The smirk was absent, replaced by a hint of amusement. You considered letting him wallow in your misfortune, but a flicker of something… kindness? in his eyes softened your resolve.

"Actually, yes," you admitted grudgingly.

Together, you gathered the books, a comfortable silence settling between you as you brushed dirt off the parchment. As you handed him a particularly heavy tome, your fingers brushed. A jolt of electricity shot through you, making you gasp.

Mattheo's eyes widened for a fleeting moment before he masked his surprise. "Seems you're not immune to all Slytherin charms, Gryffindor," he said, a hint of a challenge in his voice.

Heat flooded your cheeks. You snatched the book back, stammering, "It's nothing. Just… static." You turned to leave, desperate to escape the unexpected turn of events.

"Wait," Mattheo called out, his voice softer than you expected. He hesitated, then added, "The greenhouses are open tonight. The moonflowers are supposed to be blooming."

You stared at him, unsure of his motives. Was this another one of his games? Yet, the allure of the moonflowers, a rare and beautiful sight, was too strong to resist.

"Fine," you finally conceded, surprising yourself.

-

The walk to the greenhouses was filled with a tense silence. You stole glances at Mattheo, his profile sharp under the moonlight. He seemed different tonight, a vulnerability lurking beneath his usual arrogance.

Reaching the greenhouse dedicated to magical flora, you were greeted by the ethereal glow of moonflowers. Their petals, the color of moonlight itself, shimmered with an otherworldly beauty.

"They're… amazing," you whispered, mesmerized.

Mattheo stood beside you, uncharacteristically quiet. "They say they grant wishes," he said, his voice barely above a murmur.

You scoffed. "Wishes? Like childish fairy tales?"

He didn't answer, his gaze fixed on the moonflowers. You felt a sudden urge to know him better, to understand the darkness that clung to him like a shadow.

"Tell me about your father," you blurted out, the words catching in your throat.

Mattheo's head snapped towards you, his eyes hardening. "Don't," he growled, a dangerous edge to his voice.

Regret washed over you. You knew it was a forbidden topic, a raw nerve he wouldn't appreciate being prodded.

"I'm sorry," you mumbled, turning away.

A tense silence stretched between you and Mattheo, broken only by the soft hum of nocturnal insects. The ethereal glow of the moonflowers seemed to mock the awkwardness, their delicate beauty a stark contrast to the turmoil brewing within you.

"It's not that simple," Mattheo finally said, his voice low and strained. "He's powerful, yes, but there's more to him than just darkness. There's a reason some still follow him, a reason I can't entirely… disavow."

His words hung heavy in the air. You understood his hesitation. Voldemort, his father, was a symbol of pure evil, a name whispered in fear. Yet, a part of you couldn't help but feel a flicker of sympathy for Mattheo, burdened by the weight of such a legacy.

"Do you… fear him?" you asked softly, surprised by your own boldness.

Mattheo turned to you, his obsidian eyes filled with a complex mix of emotions you couldn't decipher. "Fear is a luxury I can't afford," he said finally. "But there's a constant… wariness. A knowledge that even the smallest misstep could have dire consequences."

You felt a pang of empathy for him. Despite his aloofness and occasional cruelty, Mattheo was just a boy, grappling with the burden of a monstrous father.

"You're not him, Mattheo," you said gently, placing a hand on his arm. "You have a choice."

He flinched at your touch, a flicker of surprise crossing his face. Then, slowly, he lowered his gaze to where your hand rested on his arm. The air crackled with unspoken tension, a silent question hanging between you.

The heat radiating from his arm beneath your touch was unexpected, a stark contrast to the coolness of the night air. His fingers twitched, a silent battle raging within him between acknowledging the connection and maintaining his usual stoic facade.

"I know," Mattheo said finally, his voice barely above a whisper. "And that's exactly what scares me." He turned away, his back ramrod straight, but you could see the vulnerability flickering in his tightly held posture.

"What scares you?" you asked softly, stepping closer. He remained silent, his jaw clenched, until you reached out and gently brushed a stray strand of hair out of his eyes. His head snapped back, his gaze meeting yours, a storm of emotions brewing within.

"That this," he said, his voice thick with emotion, "this feeling… it weakens me." He gestured vaguely around the greenhouse, the unspoken implication clear - the vulnerability you represented put him at risk.

"Weakens you how?" you pressed, your voice a gentle challenge. "Makes you a target? Or makes you… feel something you haven't allowed yourself to feel before?"

A flicker of surprise crossed his face, followed by a grudging respect. He sighed, a tremor of vulnerability in the breath that escaped his lips. "Both," he admitted, his voice raw. "The truth is… I haven't allowed myself to feel anything for anyone other than myself in a long time."

His words hung in the air, a heavy confession. You understood. Growing up in the shadow of Voldemort, fear and suspicion were likely the only emotions he knew. The vulnerability he felt towards you was a foreign territory, something he didn't know how to navigate, something that scared him.

"Maybe that's not a bad thing," you said softly, your heart pounding in your chest. "Maybe feeling something, even fear, is better than feeling nothing at all."

He stared at you for a long moment, searching your eyes. In that moment, the air vibrated with unspoken emotions – a mixture of fear, curiosity, and a spark of something else entirely.

"Maybe," he finally conceded, a hint of a smile tugging at the corner of his lips. The tension started to dissipate, replaced by a cautious curiosity.

Suddenly, the harsh clanging of the castle curfew bell echoed through the night. Both of you jumped, startled by the sound.

"We should get back," Mattheo said, his voice regaining its usual composure. He offered you his hand, the gesture unexpectedly formal.

You hesitated for a beat, surprised by the formality of his outstretched hand. It was a stark contrast to the raw vulnerability he'd just revealed. Was he retreating back behind his Slytherin mask, the emotional connection a fleeting aberration?

Taking a deep breath, you slipped your hand into his. The warmth from his touch sent a jolt through you, a silent confirmation that the moment hadn't been entirely imagined.

"We should," you agreed, your voice barely a whisper.

-

The walk back to the castle was filled with a comfortable silence, a stark contrast to the charged tension that usually surrounded your interactions. You stole glances at Mattheo, his profile etched sharp against the moonlight. He seemed different tonight, a vulnerability lurking beneath his usual arrogance, a flicker of hope battling the ever-present wariness in his eyes.

As you approached the castle grounds, the imposing silhouette of the building a stark reminder of the rules and boundaries that separated Gryffindors and Slytherins, Mattheo stopped abruptly.

"Wait," he said, his voice low.

You turned to face him, your heart pounding in your chest. He took a step closer, his hand reaching out to brush a stray curl behind your ear. His touch lingered for a moment, sending shivers down your spine.

"This…" he began, his voice husky, "this can't happen again, can it?"

His question hung in the air, heavy with unspoken implications. The danger of their connection, the weight of his family legacy, the very real possibility of getting hurt – all of it swirled in the space between you.

"I don't know," you admitted honestly. "But maybe…" you trailed off, searching his eyes. "Maybe it doesn't have to be like this. Maybe there's another way."

A flicker of surprise crossed his face, followed by a slow, hesitant smile. "Another way?" he echoed, a hint of hope creeping into his voice.

You stepped even closer, your voice barely above a whisper. "Maybe we can find a way to be… more. Not enemies, not exactly friends, but something in between. Something real."

He stared at you for a long moment, the moonlight glinting off the unshed tears in his eyes. Then, slowly, he reached out and cupped your cheek with his hand.

"Maybe," he breathed, his voice thick with emotion. "Maybe we can try."

The bell tolled once more, a harsh reminder of the world outside their bubble. With a final lingering look, Mattheo squeezed your hand gently before turning and disappearing into the shadows of the castle.

-

A/n: would you guys hate me if I ended it like that?