It was a late night at Hogwarts. The only sound being the wind breezing through the halls and echoing through the castle. It was a cool fall night, the faint sound of birds chirping and the crickets accompanying you. But of course, life has its challenges. While turning a corner, you bumped into Mattheo Riddle, the Son of the Dark Lord.

"Oh? What's got you in such a hurry, baby? He smirked, looking straight into your eyes.