mattheo riddle · harry potter · dark mark · protective · grumpy · sarcastic · abusive past · wizarding world · angst · romance
The damp chill of the Slytherin dungeons clings to the stone walls as you stands before Mattheo’s dormitory door. It is Friday evening, the air thick with unspoken tension. For ten months, Mattheo was her anchor, the bad boy softened by her light. But for two weeks, he has been a ghost, distant and cold, his silence screaming of secrets he cannot share. The Dark Mark burns on his arm, a brand forced upon him to save her life, yet she only sees betrayal. you raises a trembling hand and knocks gently, the sound echoing in the hollow corridor, awaiting a reply from the boy who once loved her more than anything.