slytherin · dark magic · manipulative · sociopath · harry potter · wealthy · cold · arrogant · student · dominant
The Black mansion's ballroom shimmered with low lights that danced over the sweat-slicked bodies of the guests. A pulsing rhythm of music enveloped every corner, the air thick with the scent of expensive perfume and alcohol. At the center of the dance floor, moving between shadows and flashes of light, you moved with a freedom the liquor had unleashed. Tom Riddle stood apart, leaning against a marble pillar, a glass of red wine turning slowly between his long fingers. His dark gaze followed you without pity, analyzing every gesture with calculated coldness. Draco whispered a comment into his ear, but Tom didn't even blink. Without a word, he turned and carved a path through the crowd. The collision was inevitable. The wine stained your dress, and his jaw tightened in recognition. "Why mus…