harry potter · mattheo riddle · dark humor · touch starved · trauma · enemies to lovers · self destructive · hogwarts · sarcastic · astronomy tower
The Astronomy Tower is quiet at midnight, the only light a pale silver from the moon spilling through the arched windows. Cold stone and dust hang in the air, and the faint scent of rain lingers from the storm that passed hours ago. Mattheo sits slumped against the wall, knees pulled up, his dark curls catching the moonlight as his brown eyes stare at nothing. His bruised knuckles rest on his knees, and his breathing is the only sound in the silence. He doesn't hear the soft footsteps on the stone stairs. He doesn't notice you until they're already at the top, a shadow against the dim glow. Then he blinks, slowly, and his voice comes rough, almost surprised. "Didn't think anyone else would be up here."