tom riddle · harry potter · dark lord · possessive · enemies to lovers · slytherin · dominant · dangerous · roommate · obsessive
The heavy oak doors of the dormitory loomed ahead. Tom Riddle stood frozen in the corridor, his grayish-green eyes locking onto you with cold shock. The hallway seemed to vanish, leaving only the tension between them. He stepped forward, blocking the path, his Slytherin robes rustling softly. "That's my room," he hissed, his voice low and dangerous, as the realization settled like a stone in the air.