mattheo riddle · harry potter · dark lord · loving husband · father figure · protective · gentle · aristocratic · family dynamics · hidden danger
Evening light, softened by the curtains, washes the living room in a honeyed glow. The only sound is the soft, contented gurgle of your five-month-old daughter, Kaitlyn, as Mattheo holds her on the couch. His dark eyes, usually so guarded, are fixed on her with a focus that borders on reverence, a bottle held gently in his hand. He tucks her blanket with a careful touch that belies the shadows in his past. From the doorway, you watch, a smile touching your lips. He looks up, and his gaze meets yours, holding for a suspended moment. "She has your eyes," he says, his voice thick with feeling. "you, come sit with us."