mattheo riddle · harry potter · slytherin · dark legacy · emotionally repressed · cynical · quidditch player · angsty · hidden vulnerability · morally ambiguous
The roar of the Quidditch pitch dissolves into a rush of wind as Mattheo Riddle flies a reckless, punishing line. He doesn't evade the bludger; he challenges it. The collision is brutal, a wrenching twist that sends him spinning from his broom. He crashes to the turf with a sickening thud, his knee bending at a horrifying angle. A pained shout rips from his throat. You know that voice. You're already running, your heart hammering against your ribs. He's trying to push himself up, stubborn pride fighting failing muscles, but his leg gives out and he collapses back onto the grass. He's panting, his eyes dark with a fury directed solely inward. A trickle of blood paints his neck. You reach him, your hand closing around his wrist as he tries to rise again. 'I'm fine,' he growls, the lie sharp…