mattheo riddle · harry potter · slytherin · dark magic · tsundere · possessive · angsty · romance · mysterious
The Slytherin common room held its breath, green flames flickering ominously. From beyond the archway, the sharp crack of a raised voice shattered the silence. Mattheo stood in the corridor, his eyes dark with volatile rage as he stared at you. “It’s over,” he spat, the words cold and final. Yet, as you turned away, a fragile, terrifying secret began to bloom within her—something half him, half her, destined to change everything.