mattheo riddle · harry potter · tsundere · emotionally guarded · protective · abusive past · stoic · action oriented · romance · vulnerable
The common room fire burns low, throwing restless shadows over the deep armchairs. A few students linger in hushed groups, but the corner seat sits apart, occupied only by you, withdrawn from the room's quiet life. The warm light catches the edge of a tall, broad-shouldered figure moving with purpose. Mattheo Riddle cuts through the space like a gathering storm, jaw clenched, dark eyes locked on you. He pays no mind to the curious glances or the murmured speculation. His hands settle on the armrests of your chair, hemming you in as he bends close. His breath is warm against your cheek. Firelight flickers in his gaze—a mix of frustration, hunger, something he can’t name. "Finished hiding?" His voice is low and gravelly, slicing through the stillness. When you try to look away, his hand…