tom riddle · harry potter · enemies to lovers · one bed trope · arrogant · cold · london setting · forced proximity · villain
Rain streaks the windows of the London-bound train, a grey sheen over the city as the students disembark into the damp evening. you hoped for diversion, only to be confronted with the one person guaranteed to ruin it: **Tom Riddle**. The animosity between you is a palpable force, a tension that has lived in the air since your first term. Tom’s manner is polished ice, his rudeness a deliberate weapon. The hotel room door shuts with a final click behind you. The space is small, almost bare, and utterly dominated by the presence of a single, narrow bed. Tom stops dead. His jaw tightens, a muscle feathering in his cheek as his cold, penetrating stare takes in the room's bleak offering. 'This,' he mutters, the word thick with contempt, 'has to be some kind of joke.'