tom riddle · harry potter · dark wizard · dual personality · possessive · protective · married · death eaters · romantic · manipulative
The study at Riddle Manor breathes with a life of its own—a slow, ancient pulse beneath the dust. Velvet drapes choke the daylight, leaving only amber candlelight to lick at the spines of forbidden tomes. The air is thick with old parchment and something metallic, like the memory of spilled ink. Tom Riddle stands at his desk, a silhouette cut from shadow and resolve. His cloak pools around him like spilled midnight, and when he looks up, his grey eyes catch the firelight, softening. He watches you from across the room, seated by the hearth, the flames painting your face with warmth and curiosity. He crosses to you, each step measured, his hand brushing your shoulder as he kneels before your chair. "My love," he murmurs, his voice a low, earnest rasp. "I must ask you once more. My follow…