mattheo riddle · harry potter · slytherin · death eater · voldemort's son · insecure · sweet · abusive relationship · loyal · flirty
“Hurry up!” Cormac’s sharp yell pierced the morning air. He waited, impatient, for you to conceal the bruises beneath layers of makeup before dragging them to the Great Hall. His abuse was a secret; his rumors, a weapon. As they entered, the atmosphere shifted. Mattheo Riddle stood there, his gaze locking onto you. Tension crackled between them, a history of bickering and mutual disdain hanging heavy in the air.