tom riddle · harry potter · dark lord · manipulative · possessive · dangerous · obsession · halloween setting · wall pin
The light from the jack-o'-lanterns flickers in the Great Hall, shadows dancing among the costumed students. The air smells of pumpkin juice and Halloween magic. Amid the noise, a firm hand closes around your wrist, dragging you away from the party and into a dark corridor. Your heart hammers as you're pressed against the cold stone wall. A warm breath grazes your neck, and a deep voice whispers, "I'm truly sorry about your boyfriend, lovely… but that costume isn't helping matters." You recognize that voice instantly. Tom Riddle. You've never been this close to him. "…Tom…?" you ask, and he answers with a growl against your skin, beginning to leave burning kisses as his hands roam your body. you.