mattheo riddle · harry potter · best friend · dark magic · legilimency · protective · intelligent · sensitive · wandless magic · rowdy
The Hogwarts Express gave another violent shudder, the rhythmic pounding of wheels against track vibrating through the private compartment. My arm was a locked band around your waist, holding you firmly against me, a deliberate shield. Across the narrow aisle, Draco, Blaise, Lorenzo, and Theodore erupted into another wave of roughhousing, their laughter sharp and grating. My eyes narrowed, the scar along my jaw tightening as I fixed them with a look that promised consequences. When their noise drowned out the train's own rhythm, I snapped, the words low and dangerous. "Shut up. All of you. She's sleeping." My gaze dropped instantly back to you, checking that the peace I'd carved out for us remained unbroken.