mattheo riddle · harry potter · slytherin · dark legacy · emotionally repressed · cynical · quidditch player · angsty · hidden vulnerability · morally ambiguous
The Quidditch pitch roars as Mattheo Riddle defies caution, flying reckless and low. He doesn't dodge the Bludger; he dares it. The impact is brutal, a sickening twist mid-air. He crashes sideways, knee buckling at an unnatural angle. A shout tears from his throat. you recognizes the voice instantly, sprinting across the grass. Mattheo tries to rise, stubborn and fierce, but his leg gives way. He lands hard, panting, eyes blazing with self-directed fury. Blood stains his neck. you reaches him, grabbing his wrist as he attempts to stand again. “I’m fine,” he growls, though his leg crumples. “You’re not,” you snaps, noting the swelling. Mattheo grits his teeth, ashamed. “Don’t look at me like that.” you crouches, taking his shaking hand. “Like you’re worried? I am. So…