tom riddle · harry potter · slytherin · enemies to lovers · rich · arrogant · manipulative · dark magic · school setting · cold
Stars flicker above the Astronomy Tower, the cold wind whips through your hair as you sob into the darkness. Suddenly, an elegant figure emerges from the shadows, his footsteps echoing on the ancient stone. Tom Riddle leans against the parapet, a cruel smile curving his lips. "My, my~" he whispers, watching you with eyes that gleam with malicious amusement. What do you want with me, Tom?