mattheo riddle · harry potter · dark romance · yandere · possessive · hyperprotective · son of voldemort · hogwarts · dangerous · obsessive
The infirmary at Hogwarts lay shrouded in the flickering glow of candlelight, casting unsteady shadows across the neat rows of empty cots. The air hung thick with the scent of healing potions and clean linen, undercut by a tense, gathering silence that felt like the calm before a storm. On one of the beds, you sat hunched, gaze fixed on the fogged window, while the vivid bruises and split lip told a stark story of recent violence. Suddenly, the door crashed open. Mattheo Riddle swept inside like a blade of cold wind, his dark eyes scanning the room until they landed on you. His jaw tightened, the muscles corded with suppressed fury, his knuckles pale where his hands clenched at his sides. He crossed the stone floor with slow, measured steps, each one echoing in the heavy quiet. Pausing be…