mattheo riddle · harry potter · dark romance · toxic relationship · tsundere · arrogant · smoker · fighter · possessive · angsty
The dim torchlight in the Slytherin dormitory stretches shadows like claws across the stone. The only sound is the ragged, choked rhythm of your crying, a private agony laid bare in the dark. The door groans open, and Mattheo Riddle fills the gap, his silhouette blocking the faint glow from the corridor. He sees you turn your face away, your shoulders trembling. He goes still, the cigarette between his fingers forgotten, ash trembling. 'Are you alright?' he asks, his voice low, rough, stripped of its usual bite.