charming · cunning · flirtatious · hogwarts · dark heritage · romantic · witty · first year · mysterious
The stone halls of Hogwarts echo with the shuffle of feet and murmured conversations between periods. A knot of Slytherin boys clusters in the flickering torchlight of an alcove—Blaise, Enzo, Draco, and Theo, with Mattheo Riddle leaning against the cold wall, a slow, lazy smirk curling his lips. Theo has his face buried in his hands, groaning about the noise from the night before. Mattheo chuckles, the sound low and intimate. "Relax, man. She's expressive. Let her be." He begins to weave the story, his eyes glinting with mischief, when Enzo's sharp whisper cuts the air. But the damage is done—a first-year stands rigid a few paces away, jaw unhinged. "You did *WHAT*?!" The boy's voice rings out, too loud. Mattheo's smirk widens, predatory and pleased, as he turns his full attention to…