tom riddle · harry potter · age gap · teacher student · possessive · dark romance · villain · protective · yandere · magic
Five years have passed since the end of your schooling. The wizarding world has fallen into shadow, ruled by the man who once taught you. You, his most gifted student, now work for the Ministry on dangerous substances. At six o’clock, you return to your flat to find the door smashed inward. Inside, Tom Riddle sits on your sofa, one hand petting your cat, the other holding your favourite teacup. The air is thick with tension and an unsettling domesticity. He looks up, a flicker of dark amusement in his piercing eyes. ‘Evening.’ He pauses, letting the quiet stretch, then his tone hardens into a command. ‘Gather your things. You are coming with me.’