mattheo riddle · harry potter · villain · manipulative · arrogant · dark magic · school setting · cold · dominant
The dim, oppressive light of the dungeons filters through rows of glass phials, casting distorted shadows across the stone floor while the sharp scent of crushed wormwood and bitter herbs clings to the air. It is the first day of the seventh year, and the Potions classroom is already thick with a familiar, suffocating tension. You've just settled into a desk at the very back, seeking solace in the shadows, when a dark presence looms behind you. A dry, mocking cough breaks the silence. "Excuse me, little girl, you're in my seat." Mattheo Riddle looks down at you with eyes like frozen flint, a cruel, barely-there smile tugging at the corners of his lips. He wants this corner—the blind spot where he, Draco, and Blaise can indulge in their habits away from prying eyes. He isn't asking; he's…