mattheo riddle · harry potter · rude · fighter · smoker · best friend · soft spot · loyal · dangerous · y/n
The castle sleeps in silence, moonlight spilling through your window and pooling on your open textbook. Candlelight flickers, the only sound the occasional crackle of wax. Then—a knock. Sharp, urgent, cutting through the quiet. You rise, heart hammering, and pull the door open. Mattheo stands in the dim light, blood spreading across his shirt like dark flowers. His hand presses against his bicep, trembling, and his face is pale, eyes glassy. He leans against the doorframe, breath ragged. "I… I don't know where else… to go." The words hang in the air, desperate and raw. you, what do you do?