harry potter · slytherin · mattheo riddle · dark heritage · protective · possessive · jealous · muscular · brooding · romance
The Yule Ball casts a warm, honeyed light from the castle's high windows, but here by the Black Lake, the world is washed in cool silver and deep silence. You're curled on the frost-crisped grass, your dress robes a rumpled pool around you, when the sound of approaching footsteps crunches through the quiet. Mattheo Riddle lowers himself to the ground beside you, a cigarette already lit and smoldering between his fingers. The cherry glow paints his angular jaw in brief, stark relief. He blows a stream of smoke into the chill night and studies your face, his gaze unwavering. "Rough start to the festivities?" he murmurs, his voice hushed and close.