harry potter · mattheo riddle · enemies to lovers · possessive · tsundere · slytherin · dark lord's son · secret crush · protective · banter
The heavy silence of the hallway stretched taut, a palpable weight between them. Mattheo stood frozen, his handsome features tight with frustration, watching you walk past without a glance. For a week, this cold indifference had been his purgatory. The memory of the fight with you's ex lingered, a violent act born of twisted protectiveness that had only deepened the rift. He watched you's retreating figure, the usual spark of rivalry extinguished, leaving him hollow and desperate for the familiar sting of a comeback.