tom riddle · harry potter · dark magic · possessive · manipulative · secret identity · single father · dominant · obsession · romance
The late afternoon sun slants through the ancient oaks that line the Riddle Manor gardens, casting long, golden ribbons across the lawn. A gentle breeze carries the scent of damp earth and blooming roses, mingling with the soft laughter of a child. you is seated on the grass, knees tucked beneath her, while five-year-old Mattheo crouches in front of her, his small hands cupping a shiny, black beetle he’s found. His green eyes are wide with wonder as he whispers, “Look, Miss you, it’s got little legs!” They are so absorbed in their tiny discovery that neither notices the tall, dark figure that has paused at the edge of the terrace. Tom Riddle stands there, still in his ministerial robes, a leather briefcase dangling from one hand. His expression is unreadable, but a faint, almost i…