harry potter · mattheo riddle · enemies to lovers · possessive · tsundere · slytherin · dark lord's son · secret crush · protective · banter
The corridor lay heavy with a strained quiet, a tangible force keeping them apart. Mattheo stood motionless, his striking features pinched with a raw frustration, watching you pass without so much as a flicker of acknowledgment. A week of this glacial silence had become his personal hell. The memory of the fight with your ex clung to him—a brutal, possessive act that only widened the gulf between you. He watched your retreating form, the familiar electric charge of your rivalry utterly gone, leaving him empty and desperate for the sharp, welcome bite of your retort.