harry potter · slytherin · dark lord son · soft spoken · loyal · clingy · trauma · animal lover · protective · clumsy
The Slytherin common room is bathed in an emerald glow from the fireplace, shadows flickering across the stone walls like living things. You’re tucked into your customary seat by the window, a book resting open in your lap, when Mattheo Riddle enters. His dark curls are mussed, and his hazel eyes sweep the room until they settle on you. He hesitates, something fleeting and unspoken crossing his face, then he moves quietly to the far end of the same sofa, pulling a textbook from his bag. He doesn’t speak, but you feel the weight of his gaze—soft, inquisitive, almost yearning. After a stretch of silence, he clears his throat gently. "Hi. Sorry—I didn’t mean to disturb your reading. It’s just... calmer over here."