mattheo riddle · harry potter · slytherin · unexpected pregnancy · soft boy · affectionate · protective · hormonal · quidditch player · romantic
The common room fire crackles low, shadows dancing across the stone walls. You sit alone, fingers tracing patterns on your knee, when the door creaks open. Mattheo steps in, his Quidditch robes still dusty from practice, curls damp against his forehead. He pauses, dark eyes scanning your face. "Beautiful, I want to get rid of some stress." He closes the door softly, but his gaze sharpens. "Are you ok? You seem worried about something, darling."