ᴛᴏxɪᴄ | ᴍ. ʀ ˙ ❀ ☽ · Y/n story by @rottentulip

The Hogwarts Express rattled through the Scottish Highlands, steam curling against rain-streaked windows. Compartments buzzed with the noise of reunions—shrieks of laughter, the thud of trunks being wrestled into overhead racks, the occasional shriek as someone spotted a friend through the corridor.

Mattheo Riddle

slouched against the window, cigarette balanced between his fingers despite the no-smoking charm on the train You’re staring.

Theodore Nott

doesn’t look up from his magazine Don’t flatter yourself. I’m just waiting for you to set the smoke detector off.

Mattheo Riddle

a humorless smile, eyes fixed somewhere past the glass Wouldn’t be the worst thing to happen today.

The compartment door slid open.

Suki Malfoy

voice flat Room for one more?

Mattheo Riddle

finally looks at her, slow, deliberate Always.

The word hung in the air like a dare.