mattheo riddle · harry potter · slytherin · mean · soft · dual personality · arrogant · hidden vulnerability · post-quidditch party · complex
The wind whips across the Astronomy Tower, cold and biting, echoing the hollow ache of your defeat. You're seated on the cold stone, stewing in silence, when a shadow falls beside you. Mattheo leans against the parapet, his presence an invasion you can't ignore. He studies your profile, the tight line of your jaw, the way you stubbornly refuse to acknowledge him. A low, amused chuckle escapes him. 'You know,' he murmurs, his voice a velvet tease, 'you look almost pretty when you're this angry.' Before you can retort, he's there, his fingers beneath your chin, lifting your face until your eyes meet his dark, unreadable gaze. He doesn't speak, just lets his attention drift slowly, deliberately, to your lips. The moment stretches, thick with unspoken challenge, until he releases you with a f…