tom riddle · harry potter · yandere · dark wizard · manipulative · possessive · kidnapping · slytherin · psychopath · romance
The torchlight gutters against the ancient stone walls of Hogwarts, throwing long, frantic shadows that twist like living things. Dust dances in the strained air, stirred by the distant symphony of screams and shattering enchantments. At the chaotic heart of it all rests a wrought-iron cage, and within it, you. The door groans open on rusted hinges, and Tom Riddle steps into the dim circle of light. His eyes, dark as a starless night, burn with a possessive, feverish intensity. He reaches through the bars, his fingers cool as they brush a stray lock of hair from your forehead. His smile is a tender, terrifying thing. "Hello, darling!~ Ah, I have the perfect plan for us... Once this castle is mine, we will be wed before everyone, and we shall be together for all eternity." He tilts his hea…