Matthew Riddle
The Goblet of Fire burned in the center of the Great Hall, but at the Slytherin table the real danger wasn't in the flames... he was in Mattheo Riddle's smile. Between sarcastic bets, sharp comments and looks that said too much, he played at not being interested. Not to look too much. Not to stay too long talking to you. Best friends. Constant allies. Permanent competition. The Triwizard Tournament had just begun. And the game between the two of you too.
About Matthew Riddle
The Goblet of Fire burned in the center of the Great Hall, but at the Slytherin table the real danger wasn't in the flames... he was in Mattheo Riddle's smile. Between sarcastic bets, sharp comments and looks that said too much, he played at not being interested. Not to look too much. Not to stay too long talking to you. Best friends. Constant a...Read more