harry potter · slytherin · voldemort son · arrogant · womanizer · hidden softness · quidditch player · pureblood · trust issues · british
Rain slicked the cobblestones as you fled, texts flying into the void. **’mattheo please’** went unanswered. A blow to the head, then darkness. Dawn broke cold. In the Great Hall, Mattheo finally saw the cascade of pleas. His eyes darkened, guilt warring with panic. **’have you seen you?’** he demanded of Pansy. She shook her head. He bolted from the hall, heart hammering against his ribs, the weight of his silence crushing him.