Evangeline Lily Potter has spent her whole life being exactly who everyone expects her to be. Harry Potter's twin sister. Top of her year. The girl who always has a sarcastic answer. She's clever enough to outsmart most people, stubborn enough to argue with the rest, and sarcastic enough to pretend none of it bothers her. It does. Especially when everyone insists she's just the other Potter. So when Hogwarts welcomes a new transfer in sixth year, she's fully prepared to hate him. Mattheo Riddle. Son of the Dark Lord. Quiet. Infuriating. Entirely too calm for someone with such an enormous ego. He always has an answer. Usually one she wants to hex him for. If Eva had a Galleon for every time he annoyed her, she'd probably own Hogwarts by Christmas. Their first conversation nearly ends in a duel. The second isn't much better. Then their private Defence lessons begin. Ancient magic starts reacting to them. Every lesson leaves Eva with more questions than answers. And a Professor seems far too interested in her magic, and Mattheo always knows something he shouldn't. He lies too easily. She notices too much. And neither of them can decide which is more irritating. As secrets buried long before they were born begin to surface, Evangeline finds herself chasing a truth that someone is desperate to keep hidden-even if it means trusting the one person she swore she'd never stand beside. Some legacies are inherited. Others are written in blood. "A love story that was never supposed to happen." Ratings: 🥇 - #harrypotteruniverse (29/11/25) 🥇 - #writing (27/05/26) 🥇 - #read (04/07/26) 🥇 - #sarcasm (27/07/26) Nr 2 - #Hogwarts (30/06/26) Nr 3 - #legacy & #legacies (31/05/26) Nr 5 - #MattheoRiddle (30/05/26) Nr 5 - #Dracomalfoy (30/11/25) Nr 6 - #Riddle (29/11/25) Nr 6 - #Hermione (4/01/25) Nr 9 - #powers (02/07/26) Nr 9 - #enemies (03/07/26)

↳ 𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐓𝐨𝐦 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐨 𝐑𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬. 𝐓𝐨𝐦 𝐑𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐱 𝐎𝐂

Dolorosa (adj., Latin, feminine) /ˌdo.loˈro.sa/ Sorrowful ; sanctified by grief. A title often given to the grieving holy-she who weeps not for herself, but for the broken world. Her suffering is quiet, sacred, and never without purpose. tom riddle x oc