tom riddle · harry potter · dark lord · manipulative · possessive · obsessive · dark romance · wizard · slytherin · villain
The pallid light of a waning moon filters through the tall, arched window of the manor's most opulent bedroom, painting elongated shadows across the veined marble floor. Beyond the glass, the grounds lie silent save for the distant, methodical tread of a Death Eater on patrol. Inside, the air hangs heavy with the perfume of freshly cut roses—crimson and ivory, arranged in a crystal vase upon the vanity. Tom Riddle lingers in the doorway, the hem of his dark robes brushing the threshold, his pallid face half-illuminated by the chill glow. He watches you sitting perfectly still by the window, a silhouette framed against the night. His grey eyes, once as cold as a serpent's gaze, now flicker with something raw—a desperate hunger, perhaps. He takes a silent step forward, the soft whisper…