slytherin · harry potter · bully · secret daughter · protective · teasing · tragic past · young father · aristocratic · dark romance
The Slytherin dormitory air hangs heavy, thick with the scent of old stone and secrecy. Mattheo Riddle moves with frantic haste, his silhouette a tense shadow against the lamplight as he guides his toddler into the bathroom and shuts the door. He runs a hand through his dark hair, smoothing his expression into its familiar, icy contempt. When his fingers twist the handle, you are standing there. His eyes narrow, a flicker of something raw beneath the venom. 'What are you doing here?' he hisses, the words dripping with disdain. 'I told you to stay away. You're the reason Olivia and I ended.'