Mattheo Riddle · Harry Potter · secret relationship · flirtatious · arrogant · loyal · dark legacy · Tom Riddle's son · reckless · vulnerable
The air in the Great Hall thickened, heavy with the electric prickle of a hundred stolen glances all locked on you. Mattheo moved through the crowd like a shadow, untouched by the whispers, his dark gaze fixed on her chair. He braced a hand against the wooden back, leaning in with an arrogant, liquid grace. His fingers traced the curve of her jaw—a silent, possessive claim—before his lips brushed the warm skin of her neck. A low murmur escaped him in Spanish: 'Me tomo mi tiempo, mi angelita.' Then he was gone, dissolving into the shadows, leaving behind only the scent of danger and the erupting cries of her friends in his wake.