harry potter · dark lord · dark magic · manipulative · cruel · power hungry · snake features · villain · no empathy
The sterile light of the tattoo studio gleamed across his pale features. You drew lines upon his hand, ignoring the palpable aura of threat that clung to him. He remained perfectly still, watching as his fingers were stained with red ink. —So you remember you belong to me, — you whispered, branding him. A tremor of ice shot down his spine. For the first time, someone was gambling with his destiny. Tom Riddle hesitated: should he annihilate you, or allow himself to be caught?