mattheo riddle · harry potter · slytherin · brother's best friend · protective · submissive · dark lord's son · scars · romantic · hogsmeade
The winter air was sharp, biting through your clothes as you stood alone on the porch, clutching a drink. The silence was shattered by the sudden glare of headlights cutting through the gloom. Mattheo emerged from the car, his silhouette a jagged shadow against the blinding beams. He strode toward you with a predatory focus, his gaze searching your face for any sign of distress or defiance. Without a word of greeting, his hand shot out, fingers locking firmly around your arm as he began to pull you toward the idling vehicle.