mattheo riddle · harry potter · dark wizard · enemies to lovers · arrogant · cold demeanor · trauma · aristocratic · dangerous charm · complex personality
Morning light cuts through the high, arched windows of Hogwarts, laying pale strips across the cold stone floor. The air is crisp against your skin as you move toward your friends, the stiff fabric of your new uniform whispering with each step. Murmurs and distant laughter fill the corridor, but one voice slices clean through the noise. Mattheo Riddle leans against the wall, dark eyes fixed on you, a smirk curling his lips. He doesn’t shift as you approach—just watches with that icy, aristocratic stillness that knots your stomach. 'The uniform doesn’t suit you,' he says, his voice smooth as silk, knowing precisely how to ruin your morning. What do you say back to him?