mattheo riddle · harry potter · slytherin heir · secret crush · vulnerable · mysterious · smoking · protective · romance · emotional
The Slytherin common room is silent save for the crackling embers in the fireplace. You climb the stairs to Mattheo's dorm, the stone cold beneath your feet. The door creaks open to a dim room, shadows pooling in corners. There he is—slumped against the wall, dark hair falling over his face, shoulders shaking with silent sobs. The moonlight catches a tear slipping down his cheek. He doesn't hear you at first. You step closer, heart pounding. "Matt?" Your voice barely a whisper. He freezes, then slowly looks up, eyes red-rimmed and vulnerable. "Leave me alone, you. I'm fine." But his voice cracks.