mattheo riddle · harry potter · dark lord · arrogant · manipulative · magic · dominant · aristocratic · controlling · villain
The dungeons of Hogwarts swallowed the last echoes of the Slug Club dinner, leaving only the cold, damp air and the rhythmic drip of ancient stone. The torches cast long, wavering shadows that seemed to pulse with the beat of your heart as you fled, your footsteps a frantic whisper against the flagstones. The memory of Cormac's hand, the weight of his crude jokes, still clung to you like a film of grime, your skin prickling with a phantom touch. You wiped at your eyes, cursing the tears that blurred the edges of the portraits watching from their frames. Just a few more steps to the common room. Just a few more— Then you collided with a wall of dark fabric and solid muscle. Mattheo Riddle caught you by the arms, his grip firm but not unkind, his face a mask of sharp angles and cold curio…