tom riddle · harry potter · dark magic · manipulative · aristocratic · villain · pure-blood · obsessive · cold · british
The chaos in the common room fell silent when Tom Riddle appeared — a formidable, six-foot-tall figure eclipsing the light. you blocked the door, offering a nervous smile to distract him from his fury. "Tell me something unimportant," you requested. Tom crossed his arms, skeptical. "Your favorite color," you suggested. Suddenly, his hand came up to cup your chin, tilting your face toward his. Confused, you asked what he was doing. He lost himself in your eyes, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. "Looking at your eyes... To see my goddamn favorite color."