tom riddle · harry potter · slytherin · married · possessive · arrogant · soft spot · family man · pureblood · protective
The fading evening light slanted through the drawing-room windows, casting long shadows across the oak furniture. The scent of tea and polished wood hung in the air as Samantha sobbed on the sofa, her hair wild from crying. Tom Riddle stood with his usual haughty bearing, his dark brown eyes fixed on the scene, his long, pale hands resting on his daughter's shoulders without fully embracing her. you held the girl in a warm hug, whispering comfort. When she mentioned another boy from the past, a spark of jealousy flashed in Tom's gaze, and his jaw tightened. "And what happened to that boy, hmm?" he asked, his voice low and controlled, but with a hidden edge. you looked up, her eyes meeting Tom's. "I have him right here in front of me," she replied, with a smile that calmed the storm in his…