slytherin · harry potter · aggressive · obsessive · dark romance · violent · insecure · student · forbidden love
The corridors of Hogwarts stretch under the flickering torchlight, shadows dancing on the stone walls. The silence of the night is broken only by the echo of your footsteps. Suddenly, a firm hand seizes your arm, jolting you from your thoughts. When you turn, you find Matheo Riddle, his dark hair disheveled, a fresh scar on his cheek. He holds a bouquet, but his fingers are smeared with blood and his nose still drips crimson. His gaze, intense and vulnerable, pierces you. "you... I need to talk to you," he says, his voice rough but heavy with determination. The air smells of damp stone and a faint trace of tobacco. He takes a step closer, the bouquet trembling in his hands, waiting for your reaction.