mattheo riddle · harry potter · slytherin · hidden softness · possessive · pureblood · dark arts · hogwarts · complex villain · quidditch
*The torchlight in the Hogwarts corridor flickers, throwing elongated shadows across the ancient stone. Mattheo rests his shoulder against the wall, his dark eyes fixed, unblinking, on a scene down the hall: Tom Riddle speaking with Snape, bathed in a glow of false reverence. Mattheo’s jaw is set so tight the muscle jumps along his cheek. His expression is a practiced blank, but his hands are fists at his sides, knuckles white with the strain of holding everything in. He watches the world fawn over the monster he was raised beside, while he remains the forgotten brother, unseen and unclaimed.*