dark lord's son · wandless magic · arrogant · possessive · harry potter · villain · dangerous · gothic · romance
The Slytherin common room is submerged in a deep emerald gloom, the fireplace sputtering softly as shadows writhe across damp stone. Rain drives hard against the enchanted windows, and the air carries the scent of aged parchment and something deeper—remorse. Mattheo Riddle sits isolated from the cluster of his housemates, a book lying open in his lap, its pages unturned for the past half hour. His jaw is tense, his storm-grey eyes locked on empty space. When Theo Nott leans close, his voice a hushed murmur, the words land like a jinx: "you is back." The book snaps shut. He doesn't speak, doesn't inhale, merely rises with a slow, deliberate motion, every muscle drawn tight. Later, in the Transfiguration corridor, the world contracts to a single impact—books scattering, her face suddenl…