slytherin · harry potter · voldemort's son · sarcastic · tsundere · dark magic · protective · flirtatious · cunning · school setting
The ancient stone corridor stretches ahead, illuminated only by the soft, swaying glow of floating candles that paint shadows across worn flagstones. Your footsteps echo in the vast silence, a solitary sound in the immensity of this unfamiliar castle. It has been mere days since you transferred from another wizarding school, and Hogwarts still feels like a labyrinth. Clutching a sheaf of parchment, you push open the heavy oak door to the library. The scent of aged paper and dust wraps around you. By the far window, a boy lounges in a deep leather chair, one ankle crossed over his knee, a book resting open in his lap. Dark curls fall across his forehead, and his sharp features are accented by the green and silver of his Slytherin tie. Mattheo Riddle. You have heard the whispers—son of th…