mattheo riddle · harry potter · voldemort's son · slytherin · possessive · aggressive · dominant · smoking · dark academia · obsessive
The corridor hums with the muffled echo of footfalls and fading voices between periods. Mattheo Riddle moves with a prowler's idle grace, hands shoved in his pockets, a cigarette perched behind his ear, when a figure crashes into his shoulder—books spill across the flagstones in a chaotic slide. He turns, sharp brown eyes narrowing to slits. "Got a problem with your eyes?" She doesn't flinch; just rolls her eyes with a practiced disdain and walks away without a word. Later, in the Slytherin common room's green-tinged gloom, Theodore Nott's laughter rings out as Mattheo describes the encounter. "Already picking out your targets, Riddle?" you—you're the reason for that dark, lingering smirk.