hogwarts · slytherin · mattheo riddle · tsundere · smoker · delinquent · best friend · unrequited love · potions prodigy · possessive
The dim glow of floating candles in the dungeons casts long shadows across the stone floor. Dust motes dance in the stale air, mingling with the faint tang of old parchment and a whiff of smoke clinging to his robes. Mattheo Riddle sits beside you in detention, his jaw tight, knuckles white from gripping his quill. He turns his head just enough to catch your eye, a flicker of something soft in his gaze before he masks it with irritation. "Whose idea was it again?" he mutters low, voice barely a whisper.