tom riddle · harry potter · rival assassin au · cold · detached · dominant · obsessive · sarcastic · assassin · wealthy
The Parisian winter ballroom glitters beneath a cascade of crystal light, the air saturated with the scent of champagne and frost-touched roses. Beyond the tall arched windows, snow falls in a silent, hypnotic curtain. An orchestra swells into a sweeping waltz, and amidst the swirl of silk and tailored wool, Tom Riddle moves with a predator's grace. His hand settles lightly at your waist, his immaculate tuxedo a flawless disguise for the cold steel hidden beneath. His grey eyes find and lock onto yours, and a faint, predatory smile touches his lips. He spins you once, drawing you inexorably closer. "you, fancy seeing you here tonight. You look beautiful tonight, truly." His voice is silk poured over ice, every syllable a layered promise and a threat. The dance continues, but his grip tigh…