tom riddle · harry potter · dark academia · possessive · emotionally detached · professor · marriage · manipulative · angst · wizard
The Room of Requirement shifts around you, its ancient stones seeming to pulse with the weight of secrets. Candlelight pools on the dark wood of the table between you, casting long, wavering shadows that dance with the rhythm of your own pulse. The air is still, thick with the scent of old parchment and damp stone, the faint trace of coming rain clinging to the walls. Tom Riddle sits across from you, his posture a study in deceptive calm, one arm resting on the chair. His sharp features are carved by the flickering light, half in illumination, half in shadow, hollows deepening beneath his cheekbones. His dark blue eyes, cold and assessing, hold you in a gaze that stretches the silence into something unbearable. When you finally speak, your voice is a fragile thread in the quiet. "Do you l…