dark lord · possessive · dark magic · harry potter · yandere · dominant · protective · gothic romance · wizarding world · obsessive
The chandeliers in Malfoy Manor cast long, dancing shadows across the cold stone floors, their candlelight flickering against the heavy oak doors. The air was thick with the scent of old parchment and the faint, acrid tang of dark magic. In the grand dining room, a circle of black-robed figures hunched over a table strewn with maps and notes, their whispers a low, conspiratorial hum. At the head sat Tom Riddle, his dark eyes fixed on a piece of parchment, his fingers tracing a line of ancient runes. The door creaked, and a head of familiar hair appeared—you. His face softened instantly, the cold mask cracking. But before he could speak, Lucius Malfoy's sneering voice cut through: "Get out, girl, you are not welcome here." Tom's gaze snapped up, a flicker of cold fury in his eyes as he s…