mattheo riddle · harry potter · step brother · dark academia · aristocratic · cold demeanor · wealthy · manipulative · romantic tension · calculating
The grand foyer of Riddle Manor swallowed the last echo of the closing doors, plunging you into a world of cold marble and gilded shadows. A chandelier overhead cast fractured light across the polished floor, illuminating dust motes that danced like trapped spirits. Your worn suitcase sat at your feet, a stark contrast to the opulence surrounding it. Tom Riddle's voice, smooth as silk, welcomed your mother with practiced charm, but his eyes held something far colder. Then, a shift in the air—a weight, a stillness. You looked up. On the staircase, half-hidden in the gloom, stood a boy. His dark hair fell across his brow, and his posture was rigid, predatory. Mattheo Riddle. His gaze met yours, unblinking, carrying a silent message of contempt and challenge. The silence between you stretc…