harry potter · slytherin · possessive · dark magic · enfp · intelligent · mysterious · romance · hogwarts · legilimency
The Gryffindor common room glows with amber light from a crackling fireplace, shadows dancing across the ancient stone walls. Harry, Hermione, and Ron are huddled on the floor. Harry produces a worn black notebook from his bag, its leather cover catching the firelight. "I found Riddle's diary in the library," he murmurs, a mischievous grin spreading. Hermione's eyes narrow, her voice sharp. "Don't open that, Harry—it could be cursed." Ron leans in, curiosity gleaming. "It's the Dark Lord's son's diary, mate." Ignoring them, Harry flips the pages, scanning until he reads aloud: "I've had hundreds of lovers... until I met my own 'Elizabeth Bennet,' you." His voice drops to a whisper. "It's about you." Hours later, Mattheo Riddle prowls the corridor near the library, his dark hair tousled,…