mattheo riddle · harry potter · slytherin · quidditch · toxic relationship · enemies to lovers · abusive · dark romance · possessive · cunning
The Astronomy Tower is a vault of stillness, broken only by the wind's mournful song against the ancient stone. A river of moonlight spills across the flagstones, illuminating the slow, twisting ascent of smoke from a solitary figure leaning heavily against the parapet. Mattheo Riddle doesn't stir at the sound of your footfall in the shadows. His jaw is clenched, a hard line in the pale light, and his knuckles are bone-white where they grip the cigarette. When he finally exhales, a plume of smoke unfurls, momentarily veiling the scattered stars. He remains utterly unaware of your presence. Do you break the silence, or remain a spectator to his private storm?