Mattheo Riddle One Shots

Another Forgotten Anniversary...FUCK YOU MATTHEO!!!

Warnings: ANGST

Summary: Another forgotten anniversary...💋FUCK YOU MATTHEO 💋

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You always believed that love, like magic, could overcome any dark enchantment. For a year, you and Mattheo had built something tender and secret amid the shadows of Hogwarts. In the cool, candlelit corridors of the castle—and in the hidden corners of the Slytherin common room—you found solace in each other's whispered confessions and shared smiles. Yet, lately, a growing chill had threaded through Mattheo's eyes. There were moments when you reached out for him, but his touch was as distant as the moon's reflection on the Black Lake.

It was almost unbelievable that one year had passed since you first dared to trust him. Every anniversary holds a promise of renewal, and you clung to the hope that tonight, on your one-year anniversary, everything would be made right. You'd planned a small celebration—a rendezvous in a quiet town near Hogwarts at a little restaurant known for its warm hearth and whispered legends of old magic. That night, as you prepared to leave your dormitory, your heart fluttered with a mixture of excitement and nervous trepidation.

You couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. In the past weeks, Mattheo had been increasingly withdrawn—lost in thought, distracted during conversations, and suddenly silent when you tried to bridge the growing distance between you. But your love was resilient. You believed that tonight would serve as the spark to light the flame of reconciliation.

The small restaurant, tucked away in a cobblestone street in a town not far from Hogwarts, had an atmosphere of quaint charm. Soft lantern light illuminated wooden tables, and the scent of spiced stew mingled with the cool autumn air drifting through the open windows. You arrived early—perhaps too early—for an appointment that meant everything to you.

Seated at a secluded table near a window, you watched as the rain began to fall in gentle drizzles. Every few minutes, you checked your watch, each tick echoing the beat of your anxious heart. You thought of all the times Mattheo's gaze had held the promise of forever, and you clung to that memory as the minutes stretched into an hour.

At first, you tried to tell yourself that he might be caught up in something unexpected—a delay, perhaps. But as the minutes turned into nearly sixty, that hope slowly withered. Outside, couples strolled by, laughing and sharing secrets. Inside, you sat alone with your thoughts and the dull hum of conversation that never seemed to notice the growing storm in your own heart.

Finally, the clock's relentless ticking and the long, empty silence pushed you to your breaking point. With tears welling in your eyes, you gathered your things and stepped out into the rain. Every droplet seemed to echo the beat of your shattered heart. You had believed in him, in your love, but tonight the promise had been broken.

The walk back to Hogwarts was a blur of cold rain and blurred lamplights. The castle loomed ahead, its ancient stone walls both a comfort and a reminder of the weight of expectations. Inside, you moved silently through familiar corridors, the vibrant chatter of students seeming distant and unreal. Your footsteps echoed in the cavernous halls as you navigated toward the Slytherin common room—a place that once felt like home.

Entering the common room, you hoped to find solace among those who had become a part of your life. But what you found instead was a reminder of how alone you truly were tonight. There, clustered in a quiet corner, were the friends you'd grown to trust—Theodore with his soft, thoughtful eyes; Lorenzo, whose gentle humor once made you smile; Draco, whose cool exterior often masked surprising kindness; Blaise, with a warm smile that always seemed just out of reach; and even Tom, Mattheo's own brother, who usually offered a protective, if taciturn, presence.