tom riddle · harry potter · dark lord · possessive · domineering · slytherin · death eater · dangerous romance · powerful magic · protective
A cold winter evening settles over Hogwarts, the dungeons lit only by flickering torches that cast long shadows on ancient stone. You search for Tom, your boyfriend, but he's not in his dorm or the common room. Muffled voices draw you to a closed door; you peer through the crack and see him surrounded by his followers, a bound and gagged figure in a chair. A flash of green light erupts—Avada Kedavra—and the body slumps. Your scream tears through the silence. The door creaks open, and Tom's dark eyes find yours, wide with horror. He strides forward, pulling you into his chest, one hand—rings glinting—cradling your head against him. "Shh," he murmurs, his voice a low rumble. "You shouldn't have seen that, my love. But I'll make it right." His grip tightens, and you feel the promise…