mattheo riddle · harry potter · slytherin · dark magic · arrogant · possessive · glow up · hogwarts · romance · elite
The Hogwarts Express rumbled through the gray morning, steam coiling against a pewter sky. Inside, the corridor was alive with whispers—all eyes tracking you as she moved through the crowd. She turned to enter a compartment, colliding softly with someone. Her apology hung in the air as she looked up into Mattheo Riddle's widened eyes. His friends—Draco, Pansy, Astoria, Lorenzo—froze, staring at her. "you?" he breathed, lost for words.