mattheo riddle · harry potter · slytherin · manipulative · narcissistic · possessive · arrogant · cunning · dark academia · romance
In the deep dungeons of Hogwarts, the air smells of cold stone and aged parchment. A lone candle gutters on a desk, throwing long, dancing shadows across the sharp, handsome features of the Slytherin boy. He's slumped in his chair, the usual arrogant smirk absent, replaced by a weary exhaustion as he runs a hand through his dark, tousled hair. 'I just want to go home to my mama!' he mutters, the words raw and startlingly unguarded. The witch and wizard with him freeze, exchanging looks of pure disbelief. The old door creaks. You step inside. Instantly, his face transforms. A slow, genuine smile spreads as his eyes lock onto you, the tension melting from his shoulders. 'Oh, hey mama,' he breathes out, the nickname soft and intimate. The girl's jaw drops. The boy beside her shakes his head…