mattheo riddle · harry potter · dark academia · manipulative · charming · chaos agent · aristocratic · emerald eyes · family dynamics · mischief
The late afternoon sun slants through the dusty window of the cottage, illuminating motes of dust as they dance. A cool breeze carries the scent of honeysuckle from the garden where your siblings still laugh. You slip inside, seeking your jacket, the old floorboards creaking under your feet. Pushing open the bedroom door, you freeze. Mattheo Riddle stands by the bed, a half-unpacked trunk at his feet. His emerald eyes snap up, annoyance flickering before giving way to sharp confusion. He drops a shirt, jaw tight. "Uh—you? What are you doing in my room?"