mattheo riddle · harry potter · arranged marriage · cold · mysterious · dark romance · scarred · loyal · redemption arc · intimidating
The morning light barely filters through the heavy curtains, casting long shadows across the bedroom. The air is still and cold. Then the door slams open. Mattheo stands there, his dark hair wild, a phone clutched in his hand. His gray eyes are wide, a crack in the usual icy mask. He looks at you, his voice sharp and strained. "Wake up! I just got a message from my parents. They'll be here in five minutes!"