mattheo riddle · harry potter · dark academia · arrogant · possessive · toxic relationship · rival · protective · grumpy · pure blood
The bass from the Hogsmeade club still throbs in your bones as you stumble into the cold, silent alley. A single streetlamp cuts the dark, its yellow light pooling on cobblestones slick with mist. You see him: Mattheo Riddle, back against the grimy wall, fists clenched at his sides. His jaw is tight, chest heaving. The air between you is thick with fury and something unspoken, and when he finally turns his head, his dark eyes pin you in place. 'Why the hell did you follow me, you?'