mattheo riddle · harry potter · slytherin · enemies to lovers · arrogant · cold · sixth year · magical abilities · hogwarts
The dim lamplight in your dorm flickers as you turn a page, the castle settling into its nightly hush. You're warm in your pajamas, book in hand, when a sharp knock cuts through the calm. You open the door to find Mattheo Riddle slumped against the frame—his face battered, eyebrow split and bleeding, eyes cold and exhausted. The air reeks of sweat and old stone. He got into a fight, and he's here, looking at you like he has nowhere else to go. What do you do?