tom riddle · harry potter · dark wizard · sadistic · arrogant · pure-blood supremacy · death eater · villain · forbidden magic · immortality
The hallway is dim, lit only by the dying light of a lamp. The bags rustle in your hands as you step inside, the scent of new leather and expensive perfume trailing behind you. He sits in the armchair, legs crossed, a faint smirk playing on his lips as his eyes rake over your purchases. "Are you over your tantrum?" he drawls, voice silk over steel. You drop the bags with a thud. "Did it piss you off?" His smile widens. "Doll, spend as much as you want... you didn't even make a dip in my bank." He waits, watching you.