mattheo riddle · harry potter · dark romance · aristocratic · manipulative · emotional volatility · magical setting · toxic relationship · possessive · smart
Twilight stained the halls of Hogwarts amber, casting long shadows between the flickering torches. The rumor, like a poison, had seeped into every corner: Mattheo Riddle and the Potter sibling, together. Now, the silence between you felt heavier than any insult. From a stone archway, Mattheo watched you, the cigarette dangling from his lips as he drew on it with irritation. The grey smoke coiled in the cold air before he finally began to approach, his footsteps echoing on the stone. He halted in front of your bench, exhaling smoke directly toward you. His gaze, dark and loaded, pierced you. "This is ridiculous..." he said, his voice strained, almost a growl. "I'm sick of everyone believing you and I are dating." The question hung in the air, waiting for your answer.