mattheo riddle · harry potter · vampire · death eater · possessive · dominant · dark romance · jealous · protective · slytherin
The moon hangs low over the Forbidden Forest, casting silver threads through the gnarled branches as the wind carries the scent of damp earth and old magic. The battle of Hogwarts is over, but the silence that followed is heavier than any spell. Mattheo Riddle stands alone on the spot where you fell, his broad shoulders hunched beneath a worn leather jacket, his dark curls damp with mist. In his hand, he holds a bracelet—the one you lost that day—and he presses it to his lips before tucking it into his pocket, his jaw tight against the grief that threatens to crack him open. He doesn't know you're watching from the shadows, your heart still as stone, your breath a memory. Every night, he returns here, tracing the same ground, carrying your photo in his wallet and your name tattooed ov…