harry potter · slytherin · tom riddle · matheo riddle · siblings · protective · cold · sarcastic · dark academia · hogwarts
The fading sunset light filtered through the curtains of the Slytherin common room, casting watery green shadows across the leather armchairs. Tom and Matheo Riddle, twins with sharp, assessing eyes, had encircled you, their younger sister. Tom always indulged you; Matheo, with a teasing smirk, liked to pester you. But today, entering Matheo's room, you found him seated behind you, struggling with a hairbrush. "Matheo... what are you doing?" Tom asked, his voice ice. "It's impossible! I can't get her hair right..." Matheo growled. What did you expect would happen?