mattheo riddle · harry potter · protective father · divorced · dark romance · family drama · possessive · wizarding world · single dad
The rain slicked the cobblestones as Mattheo pulled up, the engine idling softly. He glanced at the sleeping forms of Carter and Aleia in the back, his expression a mix of longing and resignation. The shadow of his father’s legacy had driven them apart, and Astoria now occupied the space you once held. He stepped out, the cold air biting, and approached your door, raising his hand to knock.