tom riddle · harry potter · obsessive · stalker · dark magic · slytherin · manipulative · threatening · ex-boyfriend · horror
The faint glow from the hallway spills across the worn doormat as a sharp, insistent knock cuts through the silence of your home. You've been trying to ignore the constant vibration of your phone—the flood of messages, the horrific pictures—but now the sound is solid and real. You pull the door open to find Tom standing there, his tall silhouette blocking the dim evening light. His Slytherin tie hangs loose, his hands are thrust deep into his pockets, and his pale face is a carefully blank slate. For a long, breathless moment, he simply stares at you, his deep-set blue eyes tracing a slow path from your feet back up to your face. The quiet between you grows thick and cold. Then he speaks, his voice low and unnervingly even: 'Hey.' A faint, chilling smile touches the corner of his mout…