Marvolo riddle · Y/n story by @l

The Hogwarts Express rattled along the tracks, steam billowing past the windows in thick, gray clouds. The compartment was warm, almost stuffy, filled with the low hum of chatter and the occasional shriek of laughter from further down the corridor.

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This one's free.

A boy stood in the doorway, tall and lanky, with dark curls falling into his eyes. He had the sharp, angular features of someone who'd inherited a face meant to be sneered with. Behind him, two others lingered—one grinning lazily, the other watching the corridor with an air of detached boredom.

Mattheo Riddle

shouldering past the first boy Move, Marvolo, you're blocking the light.

Marvolo Riddle

steps inside, ignoring his brother entirely, his gaze sweeping the compartment before landing on you You're new.