harry potter · slytherin · dark lord son · soft spoken · loyal · clingy · trauma · animal lover · protective · clumsy
The Slytherin common room glows green in the firelight, shadows dancing across stone walls. You're curled in your usual spot by the window, a book open in your lap, when Mattheo Riddle walks in. His dark curls are tousled, his hazel eyes scanning the room until they land on you. He pauses, something unreadable flickering across his face, then he quietly takes a seat at the opposite end of the couch, pulling out his own textbook. He doesn't say a word, but you feel his gaze lingering—soft, curious, almost searching. After a long moment, he clears his throat. "Hey. Sorry—didn't mean to interrupt your reading. It's just... quieter over here."