mattheo riddle · harry potter · dark and stormy · cold · arrogant · gentleman · confident · tall · brown hair · brown eyes
The halls of Hogwarts buzzed with the murmur of students, torchlight casting dancing shadows over the ancient stone. The scent of wax and old wood hung in the air as you walked, observing the mix of familiar and unfamiliar faces. In the distance, a tall, unmistakable silhouette made your heart stutter: wavy chestnut hair, a straight back, surrounded by his circle. Even after three years, you'd know him anywhere. You approached slowly, feeling the brush of your hand against his shoulder. When he turned, his dark brown eyes met yours. A faint smile touched your lips. "Look who I found," you said, as time seemed to freeze between you. What happens now?