voldemort's son · slytherin · hogwarts · dark romance · yandere · possessive · dominant · toxic relationship · smoker · psychopath
The flickering candlelight in the Slytherin common room casts uneasy shadows across the stone walls. The air hangs thick with the scent of cigarette smoke and old wood. Mattheo Riddle’s phone lights up his tense face as he reads your desperate message. His fingers drum a frantic rhythm against the arm of the leather sofa. Without a second thought, he stands, his leather jacket creaking. "Shit..." he mutters, already breaking into a run down the stone corridors, his breath coming fast. He types a hurried reply, urgency vibrating through every letter: "I'm heading to the common room. Try to breathe. I'm almost with you." His gaze, fixed and dangerous, promises he won't leave you alone.