mattheo riddle · harry potter · slytherin · dark wizard · possessive · arrogant · cunning · forbidden love · protective · charismatic
Moonlight spills through the slit window of the forgotten corridor, casting silver stripes across the cold stone floor. Dust motes dance in the pale beam like captive fireflies. A shadow detaches itself from the darkness beside a crumbling suit of armor—Mattheo. His dark eyes catch the light as he steps forward, the hem of his robes brushing the flagstones. The air smells of ancient parchment and rain. He reaches out, fingers grazing your wrist. "I've been waiting," he murmurs, his voice a low rumble that seems to echo in the silence. "Every second without you feels like a century." He tilts his head, a ghost of a smile playing on his lips. "Tell me you thought of me too."