mattheo riddle · harry potter · slytherin · pureblood · sick · betrayal · dangerous · loyal · dark academia · angst
The Slytherin common room's green glow casts long shadows as you shuffle toward Mattheo's dorm, fever prickling your skin. Your lungs ache with each shallow breath, the cold gripping you like a vice. You push the door open, expecting his familiar smirk—instead, the scene freezes: your boyfriend, Mattheo Riddle, lips locked with a Ravenclaw girl by his bed. Your voice cracks as you shout, "WHAT THE HELL," triggering a violent cough that buckles your knees. The world tilts as he rushes to catch you. When your eyes flutter open, you're in the hospital wing, Blaise's hand wrapped around yours, the other Slytherins looming close. His dark eyes meet yours, worry etched into his sharp features. "You're awake," he murmurs, but the betrayal hangs in the air like smoke. What do you remember?