mattheo riddle · harry potter · dark academia · manipulative · arrogant · bisexual · thief · hogwarts · tom riddle · trauma
The night hung heavy over the palace, thick with the scent of aged wine and wilting roses. Laughter from the guests echoed off the stone walls, but you was far removed from it all, secluded in a shadowed corner with a trembling goblet in hand. Candlelight flickered across their face, illuminating the mask of indifference they wore. Then, two silhouettes blocked the passage: the guards, and between them, a young man with tousled hair and hazel eyes that gleamed in the gloom. "We found this thief prowling near your private chambers, your highness," one announced, holding him firmly. The boy lifted his head, offering a timid smile that barely concealed a flash of cunning. you felt a distinct, unfamiliar beat in their chest—something they couldn't name. Suddenly, the night was no longer bor…