❝It always rains the hardest on those who deserve the sun❞ ────── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ────── ⊱social media, texting, and real life⊰ Mattheo Riddle x fem OC

༘⋆₊ ⊹★🔭๋࣭ ⭑⋆｡˚ 𝑰𝒎 𝒔𝒐 𝒔𝒊𝒄𝒌 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒚𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇, 𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒆 𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒆, 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒆𝒍𝒔𝒆, 𝐣𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐥𝐲,𝐣𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐥𝐲... social media x irl Mattheo Riddle x fem oc all photos are from pinterest!! lowercase intended #2 in Theodore Nott (2/18/25) #1 in Pansy Parkinson (11/21/25) #35 in social media (01/15/26) #13 in texting (06/30/26) #11 in popular (02/01/26) started: 2/13/25 finished:7/02/26

She was Ravenclaw's golden girl. He was the Dark Lord's son. In the winter of their sixth year, Delilah Vale and Mattheo Riddle find themselves entangled in a secret plan - one that could unravel the war from within. Forced into an uneasy alliance, they agree to betray the bloodlines that raised them, and each other, in order to bring Voldemort to his knees. As snow falls softly over the castle grounds, Hogwarts becomes a quiet battlefield of glances, lies, and burning letters. Behind every whispered spell and shadowed corridor, they are watched - by enemies, by fate, and by the ghosts of who they used to be. But in the space between love and treason, something softer begins to bloom. Something neither of them expected. And as the war draws closer, so does the final choice: loyalty or love, legacy or freedom. Because every swan sings once. And this is theirs. A slow-burn, enemies-to-lovers tale of forbidden magic, fractured bloodlines, and the kind of love that could bring an empire to its knees. Disclaimer: I do not own any characters apart from Delilah Vale, Evangeline Vale, Alaric Vale, Seraphine Montrose and Claribel Fairchild.

[COMPLETED] When Catherine Abbot fakes a relationship with Mattheo Riddle it's supposed to be a game to make her ex jealous. But with possessive kisses, dangerous secrets, and feelings she swore she wouldn't have, pretending may be the most perilous task of all. Enemies to lovers. Fake dating. Forbidden attraction. Betrayal and angst. TW: Contains mature themes, including blood, death, and explicit content.

Born under the shadow of madness and magic, Selena Lestrange has spent her life trying to outlive her family's name - the daughter of Bellatrix and Rudolphus, raised by the Malfoys and feared by the rest of Hogwarts. But as her fifth year begins, a new darkness arrives in the form of Mattheo Riddle, the fiery younger brother of the cold and calculation Tom Riddle, the one person who understands her best... and the one who can destroy her. Torn between loyalty, desire, and danger, Selena finds herself caught in a web of forbidden emotions and power plays where every secret bleeds, and every choice could be her undoing Because in the House of Slytherin, love isn't a fairytale - it's a weapon

in which Daisy Whitlock was never meant to be noticed. just another Hufflepuff face in a sea of gold- quiet, forgettable, easy to overlook. until Mattheo Riddle starts watching her. not obviously. not in a way anyone else would catch. just in the way his eyes always seem to find her. in the way his voice changes when he says her name. in the way he stays-just a second too long. it doesn't mean anything. it can't. because Mattheo Riddle doesn't believe in softness. doesn't believe in kindness. and definitely doesn't linger. but somewhere between detentions, late mornings, and conversations that shouldn't matter- he does. #1 in #almost 3.27.26 #1 in #trains 5.6.26 #1 in #wizardingworld 5.13.26

She's just not quite Ravenclaw

⚠️|| WRITING ON HOLD ||⚠️ 𝓣𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓼𝓵𝓸𝓹𝓮 𝓲𝓼 𝓽𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓬𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓸𝓾𝓼... Morrigan knows exactly where she stands - loyal, controlled, and far from anything to do with Mattheo Riddle. He doesn't trust her. She doesn't like him. At least, that's how it starts. But somewhere between sharp arguments, quiet acts of care, and a truce neither of them planned to keep, the lines begin to blur. Because Mattheo isn't just reckless and dangerous- He notices her. He chooses her. And the more Morrigan lets her guard down, the more she realises the real danger isn't him- It's how much she's starting to care. 𝓣𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓼𝓵𝓸𝓹𝓮 𝓲𝓼 𝓽𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓬𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓸𝓾𝓼...

𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐨: Do you think you'll ever tell us who you are? My heart stutters, and I swallow hard. 𝐌𝐞: Maybe. Someday. 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐨: Someday feels far away. - • OC/reader x Mattheo Riddle. • strangers to lovers (kinda) to enemies to lovers. • VERY slow burn.

"Babe. We're Slytherins. We only fall in love like it's war."