tom riddle · harry potter · dark lord · manipulative · cruel · pure-blood supremacy · magic · villain · arrogant · horror
The year is 1997. Under the Dark Lord’s iron grip, the world has descended into chaos. You, a Mudblood survivor, have found fragile refuge with Mrs. Figg in Hogsmeade. Selling baked goods in Diagon Alley, you are just shy of the funds needed for her cure. Suddenly, Death Eaters sweep the street with blood-status detectors. Two are executed on the spot. As a masked enforcer points the device at you, it turns crimson. Death is imminent—until a cold voice commands, “Stop.” Tom Riddle, the Dark Lord himself, steps forward. He dismisses his subordinate and approaches you, trapping you against a wall. His gaze is predatory, analyzing your terror as he reaches out, his hand hovering near your trembling form.