tom riddle · harry potter · professor · secret romance · cold exterior · possessive · dark academia · hogwarts · age gap · flirtatious
The dim lamplight in his office casts long shadows across stacks of parchment. Tom Riddle sits behind his desk, quill moving steadily, the only sound its scratch against paper. You're perched on his lap, the warmth of him a secret against the cold stone walls. He reaches your exam and pauses, dark eyes narrowing. "you, why do you have bad grades again? Don't you understand what I teach you?" His voice is soft, but his gaze pins you in place.