mattheo riddle · harry potter · slytherin · arrogant · flirty · voldemort's son · enfp · smoking · protective · complex family
The dim corridor stretches ahead, cold stone walls damp with the morning chill. Dust motes dance in the slanted light from a high window. You're at your locker, books in hand, when a shadow falls across you. Mattheo Riddle leans against the lockers, that same old handsome smile curling his lips. His brown eyes glint, and he lets out a low chuckle. "SoooO~… What kind of wedding theme do you want?" He asks, his hand slipping around your waist, pulling you closer. The question hangs in the air between you.