Angelina and her friends expected a quiet, ordinary year... until a new presence turned their plans upside down, for better or worse. Seventh year holds secrets and sparks. She trusts few, he's never felt like this-every glance, every daring touch hides a secret of desire, darkness, and truth. He was the darkness and she was the light..right "I'm my fathers most loyal death eater, or at least I was" "I could hurt you, we were never supposed to love each other... we were supposed to hate each other" Destined to be apart, forbidden to belong... yet somehow, they gravitate toward each other, like they're the air they need to breathe. ⚠️WARNINGS⚠️ - Violence - Alcohol - Anxiety/Panic Attacks - Smut - Abuse -mental health problems -death And more (maybe) ⚠️DISCLAIMER⚠️ I did not create any of the characters apart from Angelina Marshall and Zackery Marshall. Personalities will differ from other writer fan fiction. Mattheo Riddle was created by @YasmineAmaro. Lorenzo Berkshire was created by @babynaomi Harry Potter characters belong to JKR. Like -pansy Parkinson -Blaise Zabini -the golden trio -the Weasley's -the order people And many more I do not own any images used within this story, all were found on Pinterest. Cover art and images that made Angelina and Zackery was created by me and an AI website on google. Angelina's back story is based off the originals tv show, but just some stuff is different than the show. My very first story so I hope it's good and you all like it, I'm excited 🥳. There may be grammar mistakes but I hope not because I reread every chapter like four times so I think I'm good 👀

My name carries weight, heavier than you might ever imagine. It is always associated with hatred, fear, and darkness-everything everyone expected me to be. One lesson I learned young is that it's better to be feared. But I was the one scared of him, of her, of their power and my own reflection. I've inherited his dark brown eyes-heavy, emotionless, and empty. I've got her curls, and hell, even her facial features. That's the worst part of me: seeing their creation reflected in my face. I am just another puppet, their biggest disappointment, yet still enough to lead when things get out of hand. Another year of classes, another year closer to my end-mentally and physically. Their whispers follow me everywhere, in every corner, as if I were the cause of all this, as if I had chosen it. Like hell, I would. By now, their ugly words no longer reach me. At least that's what I'm telling myself. My jaw always clenched, holding back any emotion, any words, any fists. I hate how they fear me and how they act around me, but, honestly, I'm even scared of myself. But it was better this way; someone closer than my arm's length would complicate things. Right? Right. Credit for Mattheo Riddle goes out to Yasemin and anything related to Harry Potter obviously to JK Rowling.💗 Her headcanons of him are mixed with mine a little. You always disagreed with popular Mattheo Riddle? Let me show you my version of Mattheo Riddle. Enjoy the read💞

－ "𝘕𝘰𝘴 𝘰𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘣𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘢𝘥𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘰 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘢 𝘪𝘨𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘰𝘴" 𝐿𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑒𝑚𝑝𝑒𝑧𝑜́ 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑜 𝑢𝑛 𝑟𝑜𝑐𝑒 𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑖𝑡𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑒 𝑠𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑣𝑖𝑟𝑡𝑖𝑜́ 𝑒𝑛 𝑢𝑛 𝑣𝑖́𝑛𝑐𝑢𝑙𝑜 𝑛𝑜 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑜，𝑢𝑛𝑎 𝑐𝑒𝑟𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑖́𝑎 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑧𝑎𝑑𝑎 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑢𝑛𝑜 𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑏𝑎 𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑝𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑜 𝑎 𝑎𝑑𝑚𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑟． 𝐶𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑖𝑎𝑛 𝑒𝑙 𝑚𝑖𝑠𝑚𝑜 𝑔𝑟𝑢𝑝𝑜， 𝑙𝑜𝑠 𝑚𝑖𝑠𝑚𝑜𝑠 𝑠𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑖𝑜𝑠 𝑦 𝑢𝑛𝑎 𝑟𝑖𝑣𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑑𝑎𝑑 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒 ℎ𝑒𝑐ℎ𝑎 𝑑𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑟𝑐𝑎𝑠𝑚𝑜， 𝑚𝑖𝑟𝑎𝑑𝑎𝑠 𝑙𝑎𝑟𝑔𝑎𝑠 𝑦 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑜𝑠 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑛𝑢𝑛𝑐𝑎 𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑛 𝑖𝑛𝑜𝑐𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑠． 𝐸𝑛𝑡𝑟𝑒 𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑜𝑠 ℎ𝑎𝑏𝑖́𝑎 𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑎𝑑， 𝑓𝑟𝑖𝑐𝑐𝑖𝑜́𝑛... 𝑦 𝑎𝑙𝑔𝑜 𝑚𝑎́𝑠 𝑑𝑖𝑓𝑖́𝑐𝑖𝑙 𝑑𝑒 𝑛𝑜𝑚𝑏𝑟𝑎𝑟．

𝘽𝙚𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙮𝙖𝙡, 𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙨, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙗𝙞𝙙𝙙𝙚𝙣 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚...𝙈𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙤 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝘾𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙚 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙪𝙥 𝙞𝙣 𝙖 𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙨 𝙜𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙨𝙚𝙚𝙢 𝙩𝙤 𝙚𝙨𝙘𝙖𝙥𝙚. Mattheo Riddle x OC "You know, Mattheo," she mused, effortlessly stepping over a fallen tree, "I'm starting to think you enjoy keeping secrets from me. Like it turns you on or something." I sighed. "You're being dramatic." She shot me a sharp look, the kind that would make a lesser man back up a step. "Oh, please. Do you think I don't notice when you're playing mental chess in that oversized head of yours? You dragged us into a meeting with Potter, of all people, and still refuse to tell me why." "You'll see soon enough." Celine huffed out a quiet laugh, shaking her head. "That's the thing-I hate surprises. Unless they come in the form of money." ︎ Started:02-09-2025 Finished: 01-02-2026

Rosa Potter, a perceptive and intuitive girl, sister of Harry Potter, The moment Voldemort cast the spell, magic did not only strike Harry. Something broke in the air, as if hatred had sought another way. The scar was also born on her sister's skin, a silent mark of a spell she had seen too much. No one noticed that night. Everyone looked at Harry. But dark magic does not like borders: part of the spell also spilled over into its sister. leaving a scar invisible to her eyes, but alive inside her. Mattheo Riddle, son of the dark lord, the one who is not to be named, entrusted a mission to his son; The mission was simple. His father needed no explanation: Rosa Potter had to be distracted, put in difficulty, pushed to doubt herself, to hit her brother. Mattheo did. With precision. With sharp words. Yet, every time he saw her look down, something remained on him more than expected. It wasn't mercy. It wasn't fault. It was irritation. He caught himself watching Rosa even when it wasn't needed. To remember useless details. To intervene when others could have hurt her more than expected. It bothered him. Because it wasn't part of the mission. What will happen between the two of them?

They were never supposed to collide. She was a storm contained in silk and sharp smiles. He was a shadow stitched together with fire and fury. At Hogwarts, secrets are currency-and theirs could ruin everything. When late-night arguments turn into stolen touches, when banter burns hotter than it should, rules are drawn: no feelings, no promises, no future. But rules have a way of breaking, and some distractions are too dangerous to resist. As war looms over the castle, as loyalties fracture and blood is spilled, one truth becomes harder to ignore: Sometimes the greatest danger isn't what waits outside the walls- it's what's unraveling inside your chest. Dark, romantic, and devastating, Look At Me is an enemies-to-lovers fantasy romance set against the backdrop of a world on the brink of collapse. ⸻ ✨ Trigger Warnings ✨ This novel contains mature themes, including explicit sexual content, alcohol use, violence, blood, and emotionally charged relationships. Recommended for readers 18+.

First proper full book I've written lol it's just for fun nothing too serious, if it offends you in anyway I'm sorry is was never intended to. 28.12.25 I started re-editing 29.12.25 re-editing completed Mattheo riddle was created by Yasminemaro Beatrix tonks is my own work Best rankings: #5 in academicrivals 9.5.25 #96 in idkwhatimdoing 10.8.25 #14 in wizardsandwitches 29.12.25 #52 in firststory 31.12.25 #2 in Mattheoriddle 7.1.26 (wow thank you so much guys)

Ellos se odiaban pero algo más surgió con el tiempo,ella era la calma y él era el alboroto el huracán que causa destrozos pero por eso eran el uno para el otro. °Las Edades cambian tomen encuenta eso °Historia Mía

She was on her own path, her own side of the war. He was fire and she was every spark you could think of. He was heading down a dark path but she was oblivious to it- like always. Hated each other from the first year, since they both realised what their last names both stood for. Hers, Black- a traitor. His, Riddle- a murderer. mattheo riddle x oc! valerie black goes through all the years at hogwarts

Morgana siempre fue distinta, pero jamás pensó que eso la pondría en el camino del chico más arrogante, oscuro y letal de Hogwarts: Mattheo Riddle. Él la desprecia. Ella lo odia más. Pero entre desafíos, hechizos rotos y noches en vela, algo más que magia empieza a estallar. Y lo peor de todo... es que no pueden evitarlo. Porque a veces, lo que más detestas, es justo lo que tu alma no puede soltar.