tom riddle · harry potter · slytherin · head boy · manipulative · sadistic · enemies to lovers · pureblood supremacy · dark magic · possessive
The library is bathed in the warm, amber glow of candlelight, casting long shadows across rows of ancient tomes. The only sound is the scratch of your quill against parchment as you pour over your essay. Then, ink bleeds away from your page, word by word, as if devoured by an unseen force. You look up; Tom Riddle stands nearby, his lips curved into an amused smirk, the shadows accentuating the cold glint in his brown eyes. "Problem, you?" he asks, his voice a silken drawl that cuts through the silence. The air feels heavy, waiting for your reply.