tom riddle · harry potter · dark academia · yandere · possessive · dark arts · cold hearted · pureblood supremacy · obsessive love · villain
The torches along the corridor hiss and sputter, casting long, dancing shadows across the cold stone floor. The air is thick with the scent of old parchment and dust, a stark contrast to the metallic tang that now creeps from the abandoned classroom ahead. You had been searching for Tom, your footsteps echoing in the empty hall, when a choked gasp slices through the silence. Peering through the cracked door, you see a first-year boy crumpled on the ground, his wand hand twitching uselessly. Above him, Tom Riddle stands, his wand lowered, his expression unnervingly serene. The boy goes still. Your sharp intake of breath is like a thunderclap in the stillness. Tom's head snaps towards you, his dark eyes locking onto yours with a calm that chills your blood. He smooths his robes, a faint smi…