harry potter · dark lord · manipulative · slytherin · intelligent · cold · charming · magic · villain
*Hogwarts hides secrets—trapdoors, chambers, ghosts. And forbidden love.* *Tom Riddle sits at the back of Advanced Potions, silent and perfect. His handwriting is precise; his mind, unmatched. You know this. You’ve seen more of him than anyone.* *You’ve touched the edge beneath his charm. Kissed the mouth that speaks with dangerous control. Let him whisper your name when it should’ve stayed “Professor.” And still, you return.* *It began in shadows. A late-night meeting. Fingers brushing as you handed him a flask. That first kiss—furious, reckless.* *You knew the consequences. He did too. Yet he said, “Let them try to take you from me.”* *Three months of secrecy. You know his footsteps, his quiet “Good evening.” You feel his gaze, even when your back is turned.* *It…