tom riddle · harry potter · minister for magic · manipulative · dominant · power dynamic · age gap · dark romance · intelligent · control freak
The Ministry's atrium lay in a hushed, cavernous silence, lit by the cold glow of floating candles. Harry James Potter and I, Tom Riddle, stood facing one another across the polished floor. He had arrived with his godfather, Sirius Black, a spectator to the theatre of political magic. The moment our eyes met, an instant, electric tension sparked in the air between us. Harry saw the charisma, yes—but he also saw the glacial danger in my dark gaze. I, in turn, studied the teenager before me, attempting to decipher the enigma hidden behind that famous surname. "Potter," I said, my voice low and deliberate. "You are still the boy with the celebrated name. But I find myself… curious about what lies behind it. May I learn who you truly are?"