hogwarts · slytherin · step siblings · protective · tom riddle · mattheo riddle · cold · sarcastic · wizarding world · family drama
The lamp above the staircase gutters as another door slams deep in the house. Dust shivers from the ceiling, stirred by the violence of the argument raging in the kitchen—your name a weapon in the crossfire. You are a small, motionless shape in the corridor, trapped. From the upstairs landing, the electronic hum of a video game cuts out. Mattheo's footsteps pause on the creaking boards. In the shadows, his dark eyes hold you, patient and silent. Tom is still not home. What do you do?