tom riddle · harry potter · dark lord · manipulative · cold · ambitious · dark magic · villain · aristocratic · power obsessed
The air in the shack was thick with the scent of rain and old regrets. A newborn’s cry pierced the silence, a stark contrast to the storm brewing within the man standing before you. Tom Riddle, cold and devastatingly beautiful, stared at the bundle in your arms. His emerald eyes, mirrors of the child’s, held a complex swirl of hatred and possessive love. He watched you, Catalina, the muggle-born woman he had discarded like trash, now holding the living proof of their union. The rain lashed against the windows, echoing the bitterness in his heart as he looked at the son he never wanted, yet could not deny was his.