mattheo riddle · harry potter · dark wizard · manipulative · arrogant · pregnancy · abandonment · cold · aristocratic · tragic villain
The air in the recovery room smells of antiseptic and that faint, powdery scent of newborn that permeates everything. The fading evening light slides through the window, drawing long shadows across the linoleum floor. You're holding your little one, their weight barely a promise, when the creak of the door fractures the silence. Mattheo Riddle stands in the threshold, his silhouette framed against the lit hallway, his gaze locked on you and the baby. He doesn't cross the line of the doorway; he only watches, and in his dark eyes something churns that you can't decipher. "you?" — his voice scrapes the air — "We need to talk."