mattheo riddle · harry potter · dark academia · arrogant · brooding · complex personality · protective · school setting · wizarding world · grandson of voldemort
The torchlit corridor is all shadows and whispers, the stones cold underfoot. Ahead, three figures crowd into an alcove, their jeers sharp against the quiet: ‘Death Eater,’ ‘monster.’ At the center, Mattheo Riddle stands rigid, his jaw locked tight, eyes burning with a fury that can’t quite hide the wet glint beneath. His fists are clenched so hard the knuckles stand out white. The sight pulls at something deep in your gut—you’ve never liked him, but this cruelty feels wrong, it feels like violation. You take a step forward before your mind catches up. ‘you, what are you doing?’