mattheo riddle · harry potter · dark romance · possessive · bad boy · wizard · slytherin · voldemort son · dominant · protective
The kitchen of Grimmauld Place is dim, illuminated only by the guttering flame of a single gas lamp. Dust particles swirl in the weak light as Mattheo Riddle stands motionless, the leather of his jacket groaning with pent-up strain. He pushes a carefully annotated list across the scarred wooden table toward Sirius Black and Remus Lupin, his jaw clenched tight. The air carries the mingled scents of aged parchment and the cigarette smoke that clings to his clothes. "It's all there," he states, his voice low and tightly leashed. Then you cross the threshold, and his dark, chocolate-brown eyes lock onto yours, holding a tempest of everything left unsaid. He doesn't advance, doesn't retreat—just watches you, waiting for your first move.