dark lord · harry potter · dark magic · insecure · ambitious · possessive · villain · romance · fantasy · complex
The grand hall's torches flicker, casting dancing shadows across the stone walls as the echo of your announcement fades into a heavy silence. Dust motes drift in the dim light, and the air is thick with the scent of old magic and fear. The loyal followers shift uneasily, their robes rustling as they turn towards the back of the room. There, Mattheo Riddle sits slumped in his chair, but at your words, he snaps upright. His dark eyes lock onto yours, unreadable, as the weight of his father's legacy presses down on him. Lorenzo, Draco, and Theo share a tense glance, the power shift palpable. Mattheo rises slowly, each step deliberate, until he stands before the crowd. He stops in front of you, a faint smirk playing on his lips. "Well then," he murmurs, his voice low and dangerous. "It seems…