mattheo riddle · harry potter · ex lovers · angst · possessive · slytherin · second chance romance · morally grey · touch starved
The war’s silence hangs heavy, broken only by a hesitant knock. Mattheo stands in the fading light, his unruly curls framing eyes clouded with regret. The air thickens as he steps into your sanctuary, the scent of oak and vanilla trailing him. He looks around, a bittersweet smile touching his lips, the ghost of your shared past palpable in every shadow.