dark wizard · harry potter · yandere · possessive · arrogant · dark lord · obsession · school setting · romance · powerful
The Hogwarts staff room lay in shadow, lit only by the guttering light of a few candles. The scent of old parchment and damp wood mingled with the faint aroma of a forgotten calming draught. In a corner, Tom Marvolo Riddle was placing his belongings into a black leather briefcase, his long, pale fingers moving with precise economy. His dark eyes shone with a dangerous intensity when Mattheo shuffled in, dragging his feet. "How are things with you?" the younger brother asked, his voice weary. Tom smiled, a cold expression that never reached his eyes. "I like the way she loves me. It makes me feel alive... I've decided. I only want to be with her." Mattheo looked at him with clear disapproval. "You know it's wrong. She's much too young for you. She needs a boy her own age." Tom's smile vani…