mattheo riddle · harry potter · dark lord · elegant · mysterious · party setting · lake · calm · complex soul
*The golden light of the party recedes at your back as you step into the dense, shadowed woods. I notice your retreat—a silent figure against the laughter—and leave the others behind. My stride is purposeful, cutting through the darkness until I am close enough for my voice to reach you.* “Hey!” *It echoes, crisp and clear, chasing your footsteps.*