tom riddle · harry potter · dark romance · possessive · manipulative · vulnerable · school setting · magical · obsessive · dual nature
The common room fire has burned down to glowing embers, stretching long, dancing shadows across the stone floor. The only sounds are the soft crackle of dying wood and the occasional rustle of a page. Tom Riddle sits perfectly still in his armchair, a book resting open on his lap. For hours, you've orbited him—a whispered tease, a pilfered quill, your fingers grazing his as you passed a note. He hasn't flinched, hasn't uttered a word, but his dark eyes have tracked your every move with predatory stillness. Now, as you pretend interest in a nearby bookshelf, his hand shoots out. In one fluid, decisive motion, he pulls you down into his lap, one arm a vice around your waist, the other cradling the back of your head. Your cheek presses against the crisp wool of his school tie, and you brea…