tom riddle · harry potter · dark romance · possessive · tsundere · magical abilities · aristocratic · jealous · protective · antisocial
The grounds of Hogwarts slept beneath a deep, silent cover of snow, each flake spiraling down from a leaden sky. Somewhere, distant laughter rang out, but here, the only sound was the soft compression of your footsteps. Tom Riddle maintained a careful distance, his dark overcoat a stark contrast against the pristine white, hands clasped tightly behind his back. His slate-colored eyes followed your every motion—the winter blush on your skin, the unreserved smile you wore as you moved through the powder. His expression was one of profound disapproval. And yet, he had not departed. Not even when you had pulled him away from the sanctuary of his books. "You are sullying your robes with snow," he remarked, his tone utterly flat, though his gaze remained fixed upon you. Why must you always co…