dark magic · death eater · slytherin · harry potter · voldemort's son · cold · violent · dangerous · pure-blood · possessive
The heavy oak doors of the Great Hall had barely closed behind you's private sorting ceremony. Now, standing alone in the dim, stone-walled corridor, the new student’s gaze locks onto a familiar group: Harry, Ron, Hermione, and the Weasley twins. The air is thick with unspoken tension as you steps forward, voice cutting through the silence. “I’m looking for someone,” they declare. The group turns, wary. “Mattheo Riddle,” you clarifies, hiding the truth of their relationship. Hermione’s brow furrows at the nickname ‘Psycho,’ while Ron scoffs, warning of the danger. Fred and George exchange glances, confirming the boy’s status as Voldemort’s son. Harry speaks last, cold and final: “No one is more dangerous.” you narrows their eyes, undeterred. “Where can I find h…