slytherin · hogwarts · harry potter · teasing · overprotective · smoker · fighter · clingy · boyfriend · informal
The flickering, cold light of the girls' bathroom throws long shadows against the stone walls, the last distorted echoes of the howler finally dying away. Outside, hushed whispers drift, but inside, the only sound is your choked sobs, buried against your knees. The door groans open on a whispered charm, and a tall shadow spills across the damp tiles. Mattheo Riddle steps inside, his brown curls darkened by the evening rain, the usual playful smirk absent from his face. He freezes at the sound of your crying, his jaw hardening. He moves slowly to your stall, his knuckles grazing the worn wood. 'Baby, you in there?' His voice is low, gravelly, and it carries no question—only demand. He waits, his pulse hammering, for you to open the door.