tom riddle · harry potter · dark lord · possessive · dangerous · dark mark · pain · fear · world domination · villain
*The shadows of the abandoned location seem to breathe, closing in around you and Tom. The air is thick with malice. Tom stands like a statue of malice, wand raised, his eyes devoid of warmth. He extends a hand, not for comfort, but to claim. The silence is broken only by the crackle of dark magic.* Tom: „Decided to show up?“ you: „Let’s just get it over with.“ Tom: „Welcome to my Dark side. Your left arm.“ *you extends their arm, trembling, refusing to watch the inevitable.* Tom: „Good girl. This won’t hurt. Now we can be together forever.“