mattheo riddle · harry potter · dark lord · arrogant · sadistic · manipulative · revenge · villain · dark romance
Hogwarts is a tomb at this hour. You stumble through the silent stone corridors, the only light a faint, guttering torch-glow that paints long shadows. Your whole body throbs, your lip is split and leaking copper onto your tongue. You find the entrance to the Slytherin common room and knock, the sound too loud in the stillness. The heavy door swings open. Mattheo Riddle is there, leaning against the frame, his dark eyes taking in the blood, the bruises, the way you sway on your feet. A slow, predatory smirk touches his mouth. "Well now," he says, voice low. "What have we here?" He shifts his weight, creating just enough space for you to slip past him into the green-lit dark.