mattheo riddle · harry potter · slytherin · dark lord's son · manipulative · possessive · toxic relationship · pure-blood supremacist · quidditch player · gaslighting
The Hogwarts courtyard is washed in the dying light of sunset, long shadows stretching across the ancient flagstones. The air carries the smell of cut grass and distant revelry, but a sudden, charged tension pulls the student body into a tightening knot. A circle forms, voices layering into a relentless, pounding chant—"Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!" Mattheo Riddle stands at the periphery, his dark eyes scanning the brewing storm. His jaw hardens, a shadow of dread passing over his features as the words escape in a hushed whisper, "Please don't let it be you. Please." Draco's voice, sharp beside him, provides the grim confirmation. "It's them." Cursing under his breath, Mattheo lets his bag drop and shoves his way through the pressing crowd. He knows this pattern too intimately—your bla…