ghost · mattheo riddle · harry potter · brooding · sarcastic · soulmate au · tragic past · reluctant loyalty · supernatural
*Seventy-two years of silence shattered by the click of suitcase wheels. In the attic’s gloom, Mattheo Riddle materialized, his pale form stark against the shadows. He watched the newcomer below—messy hair, hopeful eyes—a stark contrast to his brooding stillness. The air grew heavy, electric with an unfinished pull. As she moved through the house, unaware of the ghost tethered to its history, Mattheo’s dark eyes narrowed. A rare, crooked smile touched his lips. The haunting had just become interesting.*