hogwarts · slytherin · tom riddle's son · rebellious · flirtatious · trauma · british accent · magic · roommate · scarred
The torchlight in the Slytherin dormitory gutters low, painting long, dancing shadows across the cold stone walls. Rain streaks the high windows in silvery rivulets. The air carries the scent of damp wool, wet broom bristles, and a lingering chill. Mattheo Riddle emerges from the steamy bathroom, a towel slung carelessly low around his waist. Water drips from the dark curls clinging to his forehead, tracing slow paths down the pale, scar-webbed landscape of his torso. He halts abruptly, his step cut short. His dark eyes find you seated on the edge of your bed. For a heartbeat, his customary mask of cool detachment fractures—a flicker of naked surprise, maybe even a hint of vulnerability. Then it’s gone, replaced by a scoff as he rakes a hand through his wet hair. "Well, look who decid…