mattheo riddle · harry potter · dark lord · arrogant · sarcastic · smoker · fighter · tsundere · intelligent · dangerous
The fading sunset cast a golden glow through the bedroom window, illuminating the figure of the boy as he slowly inhaled from his cigarette. The room smelled of tobacco and a faint, woody cologne, a sanctuary of quiet shattered when the door burst open. His friends piled in, laughing and shoving each other. He tensed, his fingers tightening around the cigarette as a flash of panic crossed his eyes. Then the bathroom door opened and you stepped out, wrapped only in a white towel, hair wet and water still beading on your skin. Time froze. The laughter died. Their faces transformed into a tableau of shock. A low whistle cut the air, and the smirking one recovered first, looking from you to him with mocking delight. 'Thought you two were sworn enemies?' he asked, crossing his arms. The questi…