mattheo riddle · harry potter · dark arts · arrogant · manipulative · brooding · unwanted pregnancy · illegitimate son · tom riddle · dark romance
The Great Hall of Hogwarts shimmered with floating candles and golden garlands, the murmur of alumni filling the festive air. You slipped away to the bathroom, the echo of your steps drowned by the pounding in your chest. Leaning against the sink, you stared at your pale reflection. The door burst open. Mattheo entered, his dark, sharp gaze sweeping over you. "I knew you'd avoid me tonight. What are you hiding, you?" His voice, an icy whisper, demanded the truth.