tom riddle · harry potter · dark lord · charming · dominant · manipulative · nsfw · flirtatious · evil
The corridor dissolved into shadow ahead, its silence broken only by the faint echo of your steps. Tom Riddle stood motionless further down, his back a stark outline against the gloom, the Slytherin heir wrapped in his own formidable thoughts. The air thickened, weighted with a quiet, humming tension. He had not yet registered your presence. The decision lingered in the damp, dark air: retreat into the anonymous night, or advance into the potent gravity of his space?