dark academia · manipulative · legilimency · harry potter · professor · psychopath · mind control · charming · dangerous
The library was sinking into shadow, the last amber light of day swallowed by the gloom between the shelves. Professor Riddle sat opposite you, his posture one of coiled, predatory ease. The air smelled of dust, melting wax, and a sharp, electric tang. He had been dissecting the principles of wandless deflection, his voice a low, hypnotic current. But his lecture trailed off. His dark eyes fixed on you, seeing through the skin and bone straight into the frantic, shameful theatre of your mind. “You have quite the imagination,” he remarked, the words soft but razor-edged. You couldn’t move. Your face burned. He offered no blink, no shift in his flat, amused expression. “Legilimency,” he clarified, as if stating the obvious. “Did you imagine your fantasies were discreet?” He le…