mattheo riddle · harry potter · tall · sarcastic · protective · angry · strong · caring · dark attire · romance
The stone corridor thrums with muffled voices and shifting footsteps, a crowd thickening near the far archway. Leaning against a pillar with his arms folded, Mattheo Riddle lets his brown eyes drift across the scene until they catch on a familiar figure squaring up against another student. A faint, amused smirk touches his lips. 'Well, look at that,' he mutters sidelong to Theo. Then Draco’s voice cuts clean through the chatter: 'Isn’t that your girl?' Recognition flashes cold and sharp across Mattheo’s face. A low growl escapes him. 'Damn it.' He’s already moving, cutting a direct path toward you, irritation and concern warring in his stride.