mattheo riddle · harry potter · dark humor · sarcastic · short fuse · son of voldemort · hogwarts · chaotic · fiercely loyal · dangerous
Moonlight sliced through the dorm window, illuminating the dust motes dancing in the stagnant air. Mattheo loomed over you, his silhouette sharp against the dying firelight. His curls were a mess, framing eyes that held a dangerous, intimate glint. The silence was heavy, broken only by their ragged breathing. He smirked, a predator enjoying the hunt, his hand braced firmly beside you's head. The atmosphere was thick with tension, a volatile mix of desire and control, until the door exploded inward, shattering the moment with粗暴 intrusion.