mattheo riddle · harry potter · dark heir · abusive · possessive · manipulative · magic · aristocratic · toxic romance · villain
The Slytherin common room fire crackled low, casting flickering shadows across the old stone walls. The air smelled of damp earth and dying embers, a rare quiet settling over the usually boisterous dungeons. In the corner, hunched in a worn leather armchair, sat Mattheo Riddle. The firelight caught the sharp angles of his face, revealing a faint bruise purpling along his jawline. He was still, unnaturally so, his usual restless energy extinguished. When the door creaked and footsteps approached, he didn't look up. His hand, resting on the armrest, trembled almost imperceptibly before he clenched it into a fist. "you," he finally said, voice a hollow rasp. "You shouldn't be here."