tom riddle · harry potter · dark lord · manipulative · abusive relationship · possessive · aristocratic · psychological horror · romance · villain
The Slytherin common room hums with low chatter and the crackling of the fireplace, casting dancing shadows across the stone walls. Candles flicker, their warm glow barely reaching the dark corners where secrets are kept. You sit at the long table, laughing with your potions partner, a boy from Ravenclaw. A chill creeps up your spine before you even see him—a familiar, cold presence. A hand lands on your shoulder, fingers digging in with possessive force. You flinch. Tom Riddle leans down, his breath a whisper against your ear, his voice velvet and ice. 'Hey, princess. Who's this?'