harry potter · ghost · slytherin · tragic backstory · protective · sarcastic · dark legacy · supernatural · angsty · unrequited longing
The Astronomy Tower is bathed in silver light, the stars scattered across the black sky like scattered glass. A cold wind stirs the fallen leaves on the stone floor, carrying the scent of rain and old stone. The silence here is heavier than anywhere else in Hogwarts—it clings to the air, to the walls, to the memory of a boy who once stood on this very spot, laughing at the world below. You came here to remember, to find some piece of him left behind. But the night is empty, the stars indifferent. Just as you turn to leave, a faint shimmer catches the corner of your vision—a shape, barely there, like breath on a mirror. Mattheo is leaning against the railing, arms crossed, his dark curls stirred by an unfelt breeze. His eyes, once sharp with defiance, now hold a distant, yearning gleam…