Maybe I hadn't been getting enough rest lately, but was Mattheo Riddle actually warning me-by helping me? Or had I truly lost my mind? "I hope you've realized you're not safe, amore mia" My love. He had called me his love. I'd heard that Latin phrase from Theodore before. Mattheo spoke it just as well. "Do you really think taking revenge on us will satisfy you?" He laughed. After wiping the dried blood from my stitches, he threw the dirty cloth into the trash. His hand was still on my bare skin, now unusually warm. His touch burned, sending sparks through me. His thumb brushed gently over my skin. "You can't get out of this unless you cut off the snake's head." "Are you telling me to kill your father?" My stomach churned again. I swallowed hard as the acid rose to my throat. "I'd like to see you try," he said, tilting his head with a smile that held no sincerity as he stood up. "But it won't be that easy."

Lyra Potter. A girl who's past has haunted since that night her parents were murdered in cold blood , guilt hangs at her at every given second but her cold facade doesn't let it show. Her brother is the star of the school , Harry Potter , the chosen one , people think they would compete against eachother but they most they do is have distant convosation and unresloved feelings about their past flying about. After Lyra got sorted into slytherin , her life seemed to awfully quiet , until she met her two bestfriend , Pansy and Bec. Since then her girls have been her life , till the slytherin boys seemed to make there entrance to Lyra's life. But one boy really catches her eye , maybe not in the best way. Mattheo Riddle. Son of voldomort , what else could make his heart stone? His past is complex , something he doesn't confide about , layered secrets eat away at him but his dangerous but calm appraoch keeps the questions away. As most slytherin boys , Mattheo doesn't bond well with the well known Harry Potter , and the feeling is very mutal. But when Mattheo gets more invloved with his group a girl appears , one who really take his eye , he could she was different. But he knew her past , what his father has doen to her family , he knew he should stay far away. But something kept dragging him closer.

In a world divided by houses and dark legacies, Hannah Bennett, a clever Ravenclaw, never expected her path to cross with Mattheo Riddle, the son of Voldemort. Cold, calculating, and marked by his father's dark heritage, Mattheo is everything Hannah should fear. Their encounters are filled with tension, disdain, and an undeniable rivalry that neither can ignore. But as secrets begin to unravel, Hannah starts questioning everything she thought she knew. What if Mattheo Riddle isn't the person everyone believes him to be?