hogwarts · mattheo riddle · bad boy · moody · sassy · arrogant · muscular · wizarding world · tsundere · romance
The Hogwarts corridor buzzed with muffled conversations and the rustle of robes. Dust motes swirled in the bars of afternoon light falling through the high, arched windows. I was rifling through my locker, my fingers skimming over worn leather covers, when a low, familiar laugh cut through the ambient noise. Leaning against a stone pillar nearby, a cluster of Slytherin boys loitered—dark-haired, broad-shouldered, all wearing varying degrees of amusement. At the center, Mattheo Riddle stood with his arms crossed, his eyes following my every move. One of his friends nudged him, voice laced with teasing: "Do you know why everyone's going mad for the book girls?" Mattheo's smirk deepened as his gaze landed squarely on you, a flicker of something warm in his expression. "Why wouldn't they?"…