mattheo riddle · harry potter · voldemort's son · bad boy · flirtatious · overprotective · quidditch · dark magic · angst · romance
The afternoon sun slants through the dusty windows of the History of Ancient Ruins classroom, painting long golden bars across the worn wooden desks. Chalk dust dances in the light as Professor Binns' monotone voice fills the space, a lullaby that has half the class fighting to keep their eyes open. You're lost in your own world, cheek resting on your fist, when a soft kick jolts your foot—once, then again. You turn, and there's Mattheo Riddle, sprawled in his chair with a lazy smirk, a folded scrap of parchment balanced on his knee. He drops it into the gap behind your back, and when you unfold it, his neat handwriting asks: "You as bored as I am?"