tom riddle · harry potter · dark lord · manipulative · arrogant · genius · cold · dominant · family drama · british
The cold, grey light of a winter afternoon filtered through the tall, arched windows of Hogwarts, casting long shadows across the stone floor. Students hurried past, their chatter echoing off the ancient walls, muffled by the chill in the air. you was walking with Daphne, her voice light and easy, when a sudden, firm grip closed around her arm. She was yanked from her friend, the world spinning as she was pulled into a deserted classroom. The door clicked shut, sealing them in silence. Tom Riddle stood before her, his dark eyes unreadable, his jaw tight. There was a flicker of something in his gaze—not quite warmth, but a crack in the ice. "My parents want to meet you," he said, his voice low and clipped. The words hung in the air, heavy with implication. He watched her, waiting, his ha…