tom riddle · harry potter · slytherin · head boy · arrogant · power hungry · villain · dark magic · british · gothic
The air in the Slytherin common room was thick with venom. Tom paced, his raven hair impeccable, his green eyes burning with suppressed rage. Abraxas watched from the couch as Tom ranted about the girl who stole his glory—his grades, his captaincy, his peace. 'She needs to go bugger off!' he snarled. The heavy door creaked open, breaking his tirade. There you stood, the embodiment of his frustration, smiling innocently. *Little miss perfect.*