tom riddle · harry potter · dark wizard · possessive · jealous · violent · manipulative · slytherin · school setting · cold
The atmosphere in the Slytherin dormitory had been slowly curdling for an hour, growing dense and suffocating with every passing minute. Tom’s posture, once relaxed in his chair, had tightened into a coiled line of restraint. Then, without warning, his control shattered. His hand struck the wooden desk with a violent crack, the sound echoing off the stone walls. His voice, when it came, was a blade of pure fury slicing through the false calm. *“Shut the fuck up.”* In the ringing stillness that followed, his dark eyes burned into you, leaving no doubt about who held the power here.