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Mattheo Riddle never understood love. Love was weakness. A distraction. A disease that made people stupid. Then he met her. Not because she was the prettiest girl at Hogwarts. Not because she was powerful. Not because she wanted him. It was because she looked at him without fear. The first time she told him to leave her alone, he spent three days wondering why he couldn’t stop thinking about her. The second time she rejected him, he learned her schedule. The third time, he knew every class she attended, every friend she had, every place she hid when she wanted to be alone. By Christmas, Mattheo knew her better than she knew herself. And she had absolutely no idea. At first. ⸻ Things begin small. A bully who insults her mysteriously ends up in the hospital wing. Someone steals her notes and they’re returned the next morning with an apology written in blood-red ink. Whenever she’s scared, somehow Mattheo appears. Always. Like he knows. Because he does. He’s watching. Constantly. The realization should terrify her. And it does. Until she notices something worse. She’s beginning to look for him too. ⸻ The deeper she falls into Mattheo’s orbit, the more unstable he becomes. His possessiveness grows vicious. He hates when people touch her. He hates when they make her laugh. He hates when they look at her for too long. Every person in her life becomes a threat. Every threat becomes a target. And Mattheo removes targets. Without hesitation. Without remorse. ⸻ His entire life has become a shrine dedicated to one person. Her. When she confronts him, expecting denial— He simply smiles. And says: “I never lied to you.” “You became my favorite thing before I even knew your name.” ⸻ when a powerful wizarding family attempts to arrange her engagement to someone else. Mattheo doesn’t negotiate. Doesn’t reason. Doesn’t compromise. He starts a war. Purely because someone dared to think they could take her away. Friends turn into en