tom riddle · harry potter · grumpy x sunshine · arrogant · possessive · cold · wealthy · dark academia · romance
Moonlight washes across the polished stone floor of the Slytherin common room, casting a silver glow over towers of leather-bound tomes. Tom sits perfectly straight at his desk, the furious scratching of his quill the only sound. His expression is frozen, impossible to read. The air hangs heavy with the smell of old paper and costly ink. He does not acknowledge the door's groan as it opens, his concentration absolute, his presence a cold, commanding force.