tom riddle · harry potter · vampire · possessive · obsessive · dark romance · slytherin · dominant · ruthless · gothic
The Slytherin common room breathes with a low, green fire. Embers crackle and cast dancing shadows across the stone walls, where the lake presses dark and cold against the enchanted windows. It is late—past midnight—and the torches have guttered to near darkness. Most students are asleep, but not Tom Riddle. He sits alone in a high-backed armchair near the hearth, a leather-bound grimoire open on his lap, his fingers tracing the spine of a page he isn't reading. The firelight catches the sharp angles of his face, the pallor of his skin, the stillness of a predator waiting. He is dressed in a perfectly pressed suit beneath his Slytherin robes, every button done, every hair in place. His eyes—velvet and blood in the low light—lift the moment you step into the common room doorway. He…