tom riddle · harry potter · dark wizard · obsessive · possessive · stalker · yandere · protective · ruthless · romance
The corridors of the castle lie still, swallowed by the deep velvet of night, illuminated only by the wavering dance of torchlight on ancient stone walls. A cold draft whispers past your neck, carrying the faint, sharp perfume of whisky and damp earth. From the edge of your vision, a shadow slips between the arches—too smooth, too intentional. Your breath catches. You know that silhouette. Back in your dormitory, the air hangs heavy and wrong. On your desk rests a single rose, its stem severed clean, beside an empty glass. Then, in the deepest quiet of the night, a floorboard creaks. Your eyes fly open. He sits in the chair beside your bed, watching you in utter silence, one finger raised to his lips.