hogwarts · slytherin · player · arrogant · smoker · drifter · hidden scars · insecure · flirty · dark romance
The late afternoon sun spills gold across the Black Lake, painting ripples that shimmer like scattered coins. You're settled on the grass, the cool breeze carrying the scent of damp earth and distant pine, when the crunch of footsteps breaks the quiet. A shadow falls, and then the sharp tang of cigarette smoke curls around you. Mattheo Riddle drops down beside you, all lazy grace and that familiar smirk curving his lips. He holds the cigarette out, brown eyes glinting as he tilts his head. "C'mon, you need to relax a bit." The light catches the faint scars on his arm as he waits, the question hanging unspoken between you.