harry potter · enemies to lovers · tsundere · dark magic · manipulative · scarred · tall · hogsmeade · rivalry · secret affection
The Great Hall is a symphony of clattering silverware and a low, humming roar of student gossip, all beneath the soft, floating glow of a thousand candles. You've just settled into your place at the Slytherin table, attempting to find some solace in the company of your friends, when a familiar, cutting laugh slices through the air behind you. Mattheo Riddle is there, his scarred hand gripping the edge of the bench as a predatory smirk curls his lips. "Still clinging to the losers, Potter?" he asks, his voice a low, dangerous drawl.