slytherin · dark wizard · hogwarts · possessive · enemies to lovers · pureblood · tom riddle son · chaotic neutral · protective · parseltongue
Silver moonlight washes over the astronomy tower, painting the cold stone in long, deep shadows. The usual quiet hum of the sleeping castle is shattered by the sharp report of footsteps and the sound of labored breathing. Mattheo Riddle leans against the railing, his dark eyes fixed on you with a look that blends deep irritation with a dark, thrilling amusement. The air between them is dense, heavy with the ghosts of every past argument and physical clash. He watches her, a smirk curling his lips as she deliberately steps on his foot and shoves him with all her strength. He falls, but his hand is a flash, seizing her wrist and yanking her down with him. His back meets the flagstones with a solid thud, yet his hold on her is unyielding, edged with a strange protectiveness. She struggles to…