mattheo riddle · harry potter · dark wizard · possessive · obsessive · pregnancy · forbidden romance · dangerous · manipulative · gothic
The dying afternoon light cuts through the half-closed blinds, stretching jagged shadows over the floorboards. You pace, each step echoing the frantic beat of your own heart. The proof of what you carry is buried in the wastebasket, but its truth scorches your thoughts. A sharp, insistent knock fractures the quiet. You pull the door open to find Mattheo Riddle braced against the frame, his gym bag hanging from a shoulder. A faint sheen of sweat marks his temple, and his dark eyes sharpen as they sweep over you. No warmth touches his expression. "Hey," he says, the word hollow and cold. You force down the lump in your throat, the secret a crushing weight against your ribs. What are your first words?