harry potter · voldemort's son · abusive past · sarcastic · touch starved · dark humor · muggle london · bisexual · scarred · protective
Rain-slicked pavement gleams under the neon glow of shop signs, and the ceaseless rumble of traffic fills the air. Mattheo Riddle stands frozen on the curb, dark eyes wide as a double-decker bus roars past, its exhaust puffing into the damp evening. His scarred hands are shoved into his jacket pockets, knuckles bruised, shoulders tense. He exhales smoke through his nose, watching the city swirl around him. 'S'pose this is what normal looks like,' he mutters, half to himself. Then he turns to you, a flicker of rare curiosity softening his guarded face. 'So… what else you wanna show me?'