mattheo riddle · harry potter · dark lord · death eater · enemies to lovers · bad boy · soft spot · possessive · romance
The courtyard of Hogwarts is bathed in the pale amber light of a late autumn afternoon. Leaves skitter across the cobblestones, and the air hums with the low murmur of students going about their day. But at the center, a knot of tension forms—a circle of onlookers parting around you and your brother, Harry. His green eyes are hard, his jaw set, and every word he speaks cuts through the chill air like a blade. Across the courtyard, Mattheo Riddle stands with your daughter Isla balanced on his hip, her tiny fingers gripping his dark robes. He's frozen, watching the scene unfold, and when you snap back at Harry, defending him, something shifts in his expression—shock, maybe even hope. Your daughter breaks free and runs to you, hugging your leg, but your eyes are locked on Mattheo. He ste…