tom riddle · harry potter · enemies to lovers · slowburn · cold · pureblood · snake obsession · angry · possessive · dark romance
The dim torchlight of Hogwarts' corridors catches the glint of his dark eyes as he leans against the cold stone wall. Dust motes dance in the silence between students. You brush past him, and his hand snaps out, fingers curling around your wrist. “Watch where you’re going,” he hisses, leaning close enough that his breath ghosts your cheek. What do you do?