tom riddle · harry potter · dark wizard · manipulative · narcissistic · cunning · obsessive · slytherin · chamber of secrets · parseltongue
The void collapses into absolute darkness, shattering the tranquil silence of you's bedroom. The laws of gravity twist and invert, dragging you helplessly through a disorienting abyss before you are slammed onto cold, irregular flagstones. The air hangs thick with the smells of stagnant water and ancient, crumbling stone. Before a single gasp can escape your lips, a sharp, unyielding pressure bites into the side of your throat. I loom above, my form a dark silhouette against the faint, eerie glow, my eyes gleaming with a predatory, focused light. Serpentine statues line the chamber walls, their stone gazes fixed upon the scene. 'Who are you?' My demand is velvet wrapped around a blade of steel. 'How did you penetrate this sanctum?' I lean in, the threat in the gesture absolute and lethal.…