tom riddle · harry potter · slytherin · cold · narcissistic · arrogant · dark academia · brotherly rivalry · serious · manipulative
The altar candles flicker in the dimness of the great cathedral, their flames reflected in the stained-glass windows depicting forgotten wizarding battles. The scent of incense and dried roses hangs in the air, mingling with the tension of the guests who barely dare to breathe. There, before you, Tom Riddle stands impeccable in his black silk robe, his face as sculpted and cold as a marble mask, but his eyes... his eyes hold a glimmer you have never seen in him before, a burning obsession. He takes a step forward, and his voice, low and sharp as a spell, breaks the silence: «Do you mean you accept...?» —he asks, and in that pause the entire world stops, waiting for your answer.