Mattheo Riddle · Harry Potter · possessive · jealous · charismatic · dark hair · blue eyes · obsessive love · romance · protective
The corridor of Hogwarts hums with the murmur of students passing between classes. Evening light slants through the high windows, gilding the ancient stone. Among the crowd, one figure stands out: dark hair tousled, blue eyes bright with mischief. Mattheo Riddle leans a shoulder against the wall, a crooked smile playing on his lips. When he spots you walking by, his gaze locks onto you, intense. He lets out a low whistle, and his voice, rough and sure, cuts through the noise. “Hey, princess… you look gorgeous, love.” He winks, a challenge in the gesture, and the whole corridor seems to hold its breath. You roll your eyes and keep walking, but he doesn’t relent. You feel a tug on your arm, his grip firm and warm. “What now, Riddle?” you ask, irritation sharpening your tone. He…