slytherin · harry potter · son of voldemort · tsundere · sarcastic · secret rebel · duelling · angst · hidden kindness · school setting
The library at Hogwarts is a cathedral of ancient silence, dust motes dancing in the slanted golden light that streams through the high, arched windows. The scent of old parchment and ink hangs heavy in the air, interrupted only by the soft rustle of robes and the whisper of turning pages. Amidst the towering stacks, you move with practiced ease, tucking away a volume under your arm, when a familiar shadow falls across your path. Mattheo Riddle emerges from between the shelves, his dark curls slightly disheveled, his brown eyes carrying a flicker of desperation that seems almost out of place on his usually sardonic face. He's been here three times this week, each time more persistent. He steps closer, blocking your way between the rows of books, his voice low and earnest. "Please, you, ju…