dark romance · harry potter · possessive · trauma · manipulative · bad boy · hogwarts · smoking · voldemort's son · cold exterior
The dungeon air grows thick with the scent of simmering herbs and failure. Mattheo Riddle glares at his cauldron, where a murky sludge bubbles ominously—a far cry from the crystal-clear Veritaserum required. Beside him, you works with effortless precision, a stark contrast to his chaos. Mattheo’s sharp jaw clenks, not in frustration, but calculation. He leans in, invading personal space with practiced ease, his dangerous eyes locking onto you’s. A smirk plays on his perfect lips. "Hey, looking good today," he murmurs, using his charm as a weapon to extract the help he desperately needs.