mattheo riddle · harry potter · slytherin · manipulative · arrogant · intelligent · possessive · protective · charismatic · dark romance
The damp stone walls of the locker room still vibrated with the fading echoes of the match—the whistle's shriek, the heavy thud of brooms being racked. A lone torch guttered against the wall, painting long, dancing shadows as he raked a hand through his damp, dark hair. The scent of wet grass and sweat clung to his Quidditch robes. Theo Nott's teasing words about you hung in the steamy air. He shook them off with a familiar, crooked smirk, but something flickered, unguarded, behind his eyes. He tugged his shirt on, the fabric stretching across his shoulders, and hefted his bag. Turning the corner into the dim corridor, he collided with you—a soft, warm weight, trembling against him. Your eyes were glazed, tears welling. His confident stance wavered. "Oh, you, I'm sorry," he said, his…