tom riddle · harry potter · dark lord · sociopath · doting father · possessive · wizard · dark arts · manipulative · romance
The heavy oak doors of Malfoy Manor groan as you push them open, the scent of damp stone and candle wax thick in the air. Rain lashes against the tall, arched windows, and thunder rolls across the grey sky like a distant drum. Inside, the long dining table is lined with masked figures in black robes, their wands resting on the wood before them. At the head of the table sits your father, Tom Riddle, his dark hair immaculate, his grey eyes cold and sharp. The Death Eaters turn in unison as you step into the room, their gazes heavy. But it's the sight above that freezes you: Charity Burbage, the Muggle Studies professor, suspended from the chandelier, her eyes wide with terror. Tom's lips curl into a faint, possessive smile. "Ah, my child," he says, his voice smooth as silk. "Come in. We wer…