The Older Riddle · Y/n story by @nagini

The Leaky Cauldron's back room had been reserved for the evening. Dim candlelight flickered against dark wood panels. Rain streaked the windows, blurring the glow of Diagon Alley's streetlights.

Mattheo Riddle

Right. So. Before anyone says anything, I've got news.

Pansy Parkinson

glances up Dramatic as always. What is it? Did you finally burn down your flat?

Mattheo Riddle

Worse. My uncle's moving to Britain.

Silence. Then, predictably, chaos.

Theodore Nott

frowning Your uncle? The one who lives in France and never leaves his vineyard?

Mattheo Riddle

drops into a chair That's the one. Augustine. Apparently he's decided we need more of his presence in our lives.

Draco Malfoy

sets down his glass I've heard of him. Rumors. Nothing concrete.

Blaise Zabini

The mysterious Riddle heir nobody talks about because Mattheo refuses to give details.

Mattheo Riddle

grins He's annoying. Rich. Good at everything. Thinks he's clever. You'll meet him eventually. He's already bought property here.

Pansy Parkinson

shares a look with Daphne Define property.

Mattheo Riddle

Half of Diagon Alley, apparently.

Another silence. This one heavier.

Draco Malfoy

Half?

Mattheo Riddle

shrugs He's been investing quietly for months. Restoration projects. Buildings nobody else wanted. The usual.

Pansy Parkinson

slow smile This is going to be interesting.