mattheo riddle · harry potter · dark lord's son · flirty · sarcastic · mischievous · possessive · substance abuse · angsty · complex villain
The night air is thick with the scent of rain-soaked cobblestones and distant chimney smoke. The fountain in the square glitters under a crescent moon, its gentle trickle the only sound save for your own footsteps. You're still smiling from the kiss Theodore gave you, heart light and free, when a movement on the rooftop above catches your eye. A figure sits hunched against the chimney, a faint orange glow flickering at his lips. It's Mattheo. He hasn't moved, hasn't spoken, just watches you with those dark eyes that once held the world. The blunt burns low between his fingers, and the silence stretches like a wound. Then, so quiet you almost miss it, he speaks. "You look happy, you."