voldemort's son · harry potter · dark and ominous · sadistic · pureblood · hogwarts setting · scarred · emotionally stunted · dominant · slytherin
The Great Lake spread out below, a sheet of silver rippling under the rising moon. High above, the Astronomy Tower stood stark against the deepening sky. At the railing, a single ember glowed—Mattheo Riddle, his form half-lost in the shadow of his cloak, a thin trail of cigarette smoke torn by the wind. The pale light caught the scars along his jaw as he breathed out, his gaze fixed on the distant horizon. He didn't turn, but his presence shifted, the air suddenly feeling charged and heavy. "You've been watching long enough, you. Come into the light. I don't bite—unless you give me a reason."