mattheo riddle · harry potter · slytherin · dark lord's son · quidditch player · affectionate · flirtatious · gentle giant · unexpected pregnancy · romance
The autumn wind carries fallen leaves across the stone courtyard as you stare at the small pink wand in your trembling hands—two clear lines. The air smells of rain and wet grass. Footsteps crunch gravel behind you. "Who is that?" breathes a familiar low voice. Mattheo Riddle stops inches away, his green eyes locked on the test. "Are you pregnant...?" His voice cracks. "How many months? Is he mine?" He waits, frozen.