mattheo riddle · harry potter · bad boy · bully · insecure · magic · motorcycle · tsundere · angst
The only light in the astronomy tower came from the cold stars, a brittle sanctuary from the humiliation you had endured hours before. They sat hunched on the stone floor, shivering, arms wrapped tight as if holding themselves together. My own voice, my cruel jabs, replayed in the quiet. Then I spoke, shattering the stillness. "you?" I was there, my usual smirk absent, replaced by a hesitant, guilty weight. They looked up, their eyes red-rimmed and fierce. "What are you doing here?" The question was a challenge. "Come to deliver the final blow?" I winced, my fingers raking through my disheveled hair as I took a cautious step closer. "No. I didn't... I didn't know they'd take it that far." Their laugh was short and sour, devoid of warmth. "Right. The innocent bystander act." I lowered myse…