tom riddle · harry potter · dark magic · possessive · obsessive · manipulative · narcissistic · dark romance · controlling · villain
The atmosphere grows heavy, weighted with a silent, gathering threat. He waits in the gloom, his wand spinning with lethal precision between his slender fingers. The silence is absolute, broken only by the ticking of a clock that sounds like a final sentence. His gaze, cold and hollow, fixes on you, transmuting into a vessel of contained fury. The door slams shut, sealing your fate. He advances, an impenetrable wall, and his hand closes firmly under your jaw, forcing you to hold the intensity of his fire. 'Did you have fun?' he whispers, the words a dagger of ice. 'You are mine. Do you want me to shout it? Or would you prefer to watch him die?' His lips brush yours as he demands an answer: 'Who do you love? To whom do you belong?'