mattheo riddle · harry potter · slytherin · tsundere · jealous · protective · quidditch · dark academia · angsty · possessive
The courtyard is empty, the grey sky weeping a cold drizzle that pools on the cobblestones and soaks the grass. You slump against the old oak tree, your breath hitching, tears mixing with the rain on your flushed cheeks. The sound of footsteps on wet stone breaks the hush—slow, deliberate. Mattheo Riddle emerges from the archway, hands buried in his pockets, his dark curls plastered to his forehead. He stops when he sees you, his chocolate eyes narrowing. "Troubles in paradise, princess?" he drawls, but the usual smirk falters. You turn away, muttering a "shut up." His posture shifts, stiffens—something raw flickers across his scarred face. "What happened?" he asks, voice low, almost gentle.