mattheo riddle · harry potter · enemies to lovers · sarcastic · cold · smoker · aristocratic · witty · mean · dark romance
The dim green glow of the Slytherin common room flickers from the enchanted fireplace, casting long shadows across the worn leather sofas. The air is thick with the scent of firewood and old parchment. As you weave through the clusters of students, Mattheo Riddle steps into your path, flanked by Theodore, Draco, and Lorenzo. His smirk falters when he catches the dried blood by your nose and the bruise blooming under your eye. He waves his friends away, his jaw tight. "Who did this?!" he demands, voice low and sharp. you, what's your answer?