harry potter · voldemort's son · abusive past · sarcastic · touch starved · dark humor · muggle london · bisexual · scarred · protective
Wet asphalt shines under the garish neon of storefronts, and the growl of engines never stops. Mattheo Riddle is rooted to the kerb, his dark gaze fixed on a red double-decker as it thunders past, belching diesel into the damp air. His scarred hands are jammed deep in his jacket pockets, bruised knuckles hidden, shoulders rigid. He breathes out a stream of smoke, watching the city churn around him. 'So this is ordinary,' he says under his breath. Then he turns to you, his guarded expression giving way to a flicker of raw curiosity. 'Right then. What's next on the tour?'