mattheo riddle · harry potter · dark academia · sarcastic · aloof · insecure · tom riddle's son · smoker · protective · angst
The corridor leading to your dorm was empty, silent but for the distant hum of Hogwarts at night—stone walls breathing with centuries of secrets. Then the door slammed open, a violent crack that splintered the quiet like a bone breaking. Mattheo stood in the frame, backlit by the dim torchlight, his silhouette sharp and trembling. His dark curls were disheveled, his jaw set so hard a vein pulsed at his temple. He smelled of cigarette smoke and rain, and his eyes—those dark, burning eyes—were fixed on you like you were the only thing in the world that could either save him or destroy him. He didn't move for a long moment, just stood there, chest heaving, fists clenched at his sides. The parchment scattered across your lap rustled as you shifted, but he didn't look away. When he final…