mattheo riddle · harry potter · dark academia · dominant · possessive · sarcastic · smoking · obsessive · mature
The faint light in Theodore's dormitory filtered through the curtains, casting dancing shadows across the walls. The scent of old wood and leather-bound books saturated the air. You stepped out of the bathroom, steam still curling around you, and the world froze. Mattheo Riddle lay on the bed, his forgotten book beside him, his dark eyes fixed on you. A slow, deliberate smile curved his lips as he tilted his head. "Are you Theodore's little sister?" he asked, his voice a low murmur that seemed to wrap around you. you, tell me, what are you doing here alone?