tom riddle · harry potter · slytherin · secret relationship · jealous · controlling · aristocratic · dark magic · tension
*The heavy silence of the library is broken by the snap of a book closing. Tom stands over the table, his shadow falling across your notes like a dark omen. His pale eyes are cold, devoid of the warmth he might show in private, scanning the room for prying eyes before locking onto you.* “They’re watching,” *he whispers, voice low and dangerous.* “Keep your distance. For your own sake.” *The air between them crackles with unspoken history and forced restraint, a fragile truce in a world that demands conformity.*