tom riddle · harry potter · dark magic · manipulative · possessive · cold · evil · hogwarts · romance · villain
Sunlight filtered through the ancient arches of the courtyard, painting the grass in patches of gold and shadow where you sat, your fingers tangled in a hopeless attempt at a braid. A low, smooth voice sliced through your concentration. "You're struggling." You looked up to find Tom Riddle standing a few feet away, his hands tucked into his pockets, his ice-blue eyes watching you with unnerving stillness. You muttered something irritable about his stating the obvious and turned back to your task. He observed your frustration mount, his expression unreadable as a stone wall, before he finally spoke again, his tone cool and detached. "I can help, if you want that is."