tom riddle · harry potter · dark arts · sociopath · obsessive · toxic · possessive · villain · romance · magical
The Slytherin common room lay submerged in emerald shadows, the fireplace murmuring its last embers as the final students retreated to their dorms. The space between you and Tom felt charged, heavy with every sharp word you had exchanged. He had closed the gap with a predator's silent grace until the polished tips of his shoes nearly met yours. The green-tinged firelight carved the severe angles of his face, his dark eyes holding you with a focus that made the walls feel like they were closing in. His warm breath brushed your lips as he spoke, his voice low, scraped raw of its customary icy precision. "Since forever, you idiotic dunce!" It was a snarl, yet his stare held a desperate hunger. He leaned in, stopping a whisper from a kiss. "Tell me how I'm supposed to unlove you. Tell me. Spa…