mattheo riddle has always kept things under control. until she randomly showed back up . what started as hatred turns into obsession?

Cedric Diggory lost his life. And Emalin lost her beloved brother. Over one year after the tragedy at the Triwizard Tournament, Emalin returns to Hogwarts, joining her sixth year. As if her loss weren't enough, she finds herself the subject of whispers throughout the castle. What does school life looks after grief? And why does Mattheo Riddle seem to intend on becoming part of hers? · · ─ ·✶· ─ · · DISCLAIMER: - English is not my first language. - I'm a Potterhead since being a kid. - I'm new into the Mattheo Riddle universe. - I know some characters are not part of the original Harry Potter world and made up by fans through fanfictions. - At some parts I orientate at other fanfictions when it comes to character designs (for example: Mattheo Riddle, Theodore Nott, Lorenzo Berkshire, etc.), but some parts will be definitely different. Also some characteristics or family related things. - I write out of fun. If someone doesn't like what I write, just scroll past the story and stay polite! - I'm happy about annotations or new ideas, but won't promise to change things how you want them to be. In the end it's my story and my Mattheo Riddle world. Enjoy it and leave a comment or like if you want! :)

𝑴𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒐 𝑹𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒍𝒆 "No falling in love." "No falling in love..."

Lyra Blackwood has always lived in the shadows, hiding a deadly secret that could change everything. After years of being homeschooled and isolated, she steps into the chaos of Hogwarts, where every move she makes feels like a risk. Powerful, feared, and untouchable, she's determined to keep her secret buried - until a familiar face resurfaces. Mattheo Riddle, the son of Voldemort, once shared a fleeting connection with Lyra. Now, their reunion is nothing like the past. Both have changed - cold, calculating, and dangerous. When Mattheo is tasked with bringing Lyra to his father, the lines between duty and desire blur. As tensions rise, Lyra is faced with a choice: fight to keep her secret safe, or flee before the darkness consumes her. In a world of betrayal and lies, the only thing more dangerous than the truth... is the love that could destroy them both.

𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘰𝘱𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 (𝘯.) 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘯/𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── "Your heart is as cold as my feet are right now and we're on top of Mount Everest Mattheo. So it's bloody cold." "Tell me something I don't know." ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── rankings: #3 mattheoriddle

Mattheo gripped her wrists, not to pull her closer, but to hold her at bay. His knuckles were white. "Consider me dead." He whispered, his eyes swimming with a pain so deep it looked like drowning. "Because I would rather you hate me and be alive than love me and be buried. Next year... there is no 'us.'" He let go of her wrists as if her skin had burned him. The silence that followed was heavier than the shouting, the kind of silence that happens right after a fuse has run out, but before the world actually ends. "You're a coward." She whispered, the word hit him harder than the shove did after he had let go of her wrists. Her eyes were burning with unshed tears. "You're so fucking afraid of losing me that you're willing to get yourself killed." Mattheo flinched as if she'd slapped him. For a second, the boy she loved flickered in his eyes, longing, desperate, and terrified. Then, his expression went dead. The shutters came down, leaving him looking like a marble statue of a prince who had already lost his kingdom. "Call me whatever you want." He said, his voice terrifyingly calm. "But stay away from me. If you see me in the corridors, turn around. If I look at you, look away. From this moment on, I don't know you." He turned to leave, his cloak billowing behind him like a funeral shroud. The explosives had gone off, just like they always did between them. But this time, there was no smoke to clear, no thrill in the aftermath. There was only the smell of burnt air and the realization that Parker was standing in the middle of a ruin he had built as an attempt to keep her from harm. Ranking #1 mattheoriddle 24-02-2026 #1 riddle 19-04-2026 #2 slow burn 01-04-2026

"I was reaching for stars that didn't exist, caught up in the fantasies born of willful hope. I threw myself in the path of fate because I wanted to be swept away." ... We do stupid, stupid things in the name of those we love. We dedicate ourselves to false promises and we hope that in the end, it all turns out alright. I was never the kind of person who jumped into things without thinking about the consequences. I never dreamed of what could come from some silly mistakes. Two new students come for their 6th year at Hogwarts. Neither of them particularly want to be there. What havoc could a witch and a dark wizard bring to the year? As they both become frustratingly curious about each other, things fall in place that might never have occurred if they had just never met. ... So I started this book because I was bored, and now it's kind of my life accomplishment weirdly enough. It's not perfect and definitely not what it started out as but this fic has parts of my heart and soul in it and I'm proud of how far it's come. Contains toxic but also lovable Mattheo Riddle and an emotionally relatable mc. !!!Finished updating but still doing some editing!!! *WARNING* Contains violence, sexual content, swearing, mentions of abuse, death and possibly more. *I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters, Mattheo Riddle belongs to @yasmineamara, I only own my own characters. Happy reading

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