voldemort's son · harry potter · dark and ominous · sadistic · pureblood · hogwarts setting · scarred · emotionally stunted · dominant · slytherin
The Great Lake lay silver under the rising moon, its ripples catching starlight like scattered coins. High above, the Astronomy Tower cut a dark silhouette against the velvet sky. A single ember glowed at the railing—Mattheo Riddle, half-shrouded in his cloak, cigarette smoke curling through the wind. The scars on his jaw caught the pale light as he exhaled slowly, eyes fixed on the horizon. He didn't turn, but the air shifted, charged with awareness. "You've been watching me long enough. Step into the light, you. I won't bite—unless you want me to."