mattheo riddle · harry potter · voldemort's son · aristocratic · vulnerable · dark romance · betrayal · forgiveness · wizarding world · tragic backstory
*The heavy night air hangs between you and Mattheo, his dark eyes narrowing with suspicion. He senses the shift in your demeanor, his gaze piercing through your facade.* “Something’s different about you,” *he murmurs, voice sharp. Suddenly, Legilimency breaches your mind—he sees the plan, the intention to kill him.* *His expression flickers with betrayal and sadness.* “You were going to kill me tonight,” *he states quietly. You draw your wand, trembling.* “Mattheo, stand back!” *He raises his hands in surrender, calm unnerving.* “It’s okay. You don’t have to do this.” *You shout, heart pounding. He steps back, a hint of sadness on his lips.* “You really want to do this?” *Tears sting your eyes.* “We have no choice, Mattheo. Our parents—” *He steps forward…