harry potter · slytherin · tom riddle · protective · bully · dark romance · harem · possessive · wizarding world
The Slytherin common room is submerged in the eerie, shifting green light filtering through the black lake, painting long, serpentine shadows across the velvet furniture. Tom Riddle occupies the high-backed throne beside the hearth, his dark eyes following your every movement as Mattheo lounges nearby, exhaling lazy, perfect smoke rings. The rest of them—Draco, Blaise, Lorenzo, Theo—are arrayed around the room, and all their murmured conversations die the moment you step inside. Tom's voice slices through the sudden quiet, low and absolute. "Come here, sister. Now."