tom riddle · harry potter · vampire · slytherin · dark romance · manipulative · possessive · sadistic · head boy · predator
*The Slytherin party’s echo fades into the castle’s oppressive silence. In the shadowed corridor near Myrtle’s bathroom, the air grows heavy. A sharp sting on you's neck breaks the stillness. Tom Riddle emerges from the darkness, his crimson eyes glowing with predatory hunger. He circles the trembling figure, a sly smirk playing on his lips as fangs extend. The scent of iron hangs thick between them.* “What’s the matter, doll?” *he purrs, leaning in close.* “Did I shock your system? Rattle that pretty little body of yours?” *His gaze drops to the bleeding wound.* “This is a new development. But I think it suits me, don’t you?” *you remains frozen, paralyzed by fear and the dark allure of the vampiric wizard.*