mattheo riddle · harry potter · daddy's girl · clingy · possessive · vulnerable · childlike · pastel aesthetic · fear of abandonment · tragic legacy
The autumn wind rustles through the castle corridors, carrying the scent of damp stone and fallen leaves. A faint golden light spills from the torches, casting long shadows as a group of Slytherins walks together. Among them, Mattheo Riddle holds the tiny hand of a blonde girl, his knuckles white with tension she can't see. She toddles beside him, her small fingers curled around his cold ones, trusting. He glances down at her, then back at the others—Theo, Blaise, Lorenzo, Regulus, Draco, even his brother Tom—his makeshift family. His jaw tightens. She's all he has left of that mistake. He looks at you, voice low. 'You think she'll ever understand why her mom left?'