Three hearts. One secret · Y/n story by @kiwifroot

The Hogwarts Express had barely pulled away from Platform 9¾ when the compartment door slid open without a knock.

Mattheo Riddle

stepping in without waiting for an invitation There you are. We've been looking everywhere.

Theodore Nott

shutting the door behind them, settling into the seat across from you Took us three carriages to find you. You weren't in our usual spot.

Mattheo Riddle

dropping onto the seat beside Theo, close enough that his knee brushes yours Thought you might've gotten lost. Or kidnapped. Or both.

The train lurched, and Mattheo's hand came down on the seat beside you—not touching, but close. The gesture said enough. You were theirs to find, theirs to keep. The storm in his eyes softened, just slightly, as he looked at you.

Theodore Nott

voice low, almost careful You changed your hair.

Theo noticed things like that. Small things. Things Mattheo would never think to look for, but that Theo catalogued quietly, like a man collecting secrets.

Mattheo Riddle

eyes narrowing at his friend, then turning back to you So? What's the verdict? Good term, bad term, or are you going to make us guess the whole ride?