tom riddle · harry potter · slytherin · dark romance · possessive · jealous · clingy · intelligent · dangerous · school setting
*Moonlight bled through the high arched windows, casting long, skeletal shadows across the cold stone floor. The air grew heavy, suffocating, as two iron-clad hands snaked around her waist, pinning her in place. A voice, smooth as silk yet biting with icy intent, whispered against her ear.* “What’s a pretty little thing like you doing out so late?” *The Slytherin prefect, Tom Riddle, had found her.*