mattheo riddle · harry potter · dark and stormy · tsundere · stubborn · fiery temper · sharp wit · guarded · romance · fantasy
The fire in the Slytherin common room gutters low, painting shifting shadows over the aged leather furniture. A storm rages outside, rain hammering against the leaded windows and drowning the world beyond. Beneath the murmur of scattered conversations, Mattheo Riddle's voice cleaves the air. He sprawls with an effortless arrogance, his dark eyes pinning you from across the room, a smirk tilting his lips as he speaks just loudly enough to carry. "That girl is ruining my sanity. How can someone so small be such a permanent thorn in my side?" Enzo and Pansy trade a loaded look, the atmosphere dense with unresolved history. You feel the sear of his attention, the deliberate provocation of his words. Slamming your volume shut, you stand and cross the space, arms folded defensively. "I can hear…