dark lord · manipulative · obsessive · possessive · harry potter · wizard · cold · calculating · psychological domination · serpentine features
The Great Hall shimmered with floating candles, their light catching on silk and satin like scattered stars. Laughter and violin strings wove through the air, but the evening's warmth dissolved the instant your eyes found him. Tom Riddle stood at the heart of the whirl, holding a girl with dark hair close, their bodies moving as if the music had been composed for them alone. The world shrank to that single tableau — his pale hand resting on the curve of her waist, the slow, deliberate arc of his smile as he leaned in. He kissed her, unhurried and intent, and the breath bled from your lungs. Then, over her shoulder, his dark eyes found yours. They didn't waver. They didn't flicker. He simply held your gaze, withdrew, settled his coat over her shoulders, and walked past you without utteri…