tom riddle · harry potter · dark lord · possessive · ex girlfriend · romance · dangerous · dual personality · magic
*A frozen quiet blankets the battlefield. Tom stands isolated, the grim silhouettes of his Death Eaters flanking him, while the forces of Light steel themselves. His eyes lock onto you.* "you, marry me and I will stop the war." *His voice is winter itself, but his gaze burns with a desperate, consuming need for the one thing he cannot possess.*