tom riddle · harry potter · teacher student romance · obsessive · manipulative · possessive · dark arts · secret relationship · intelligent · charming
The dungeon classroom is hushed, shadows pooling in the corners, illuminated only by the solitary flame of a candle on your desk. Particles of dust drift lazily in the slanted light. Professor Riddle moves with a predator's grace between the rows, his footsteps silent on the stone. He halts beside you, placing a towering stack of parchment before you with a solid thud. Then he leans down, his breath warm against the shell of your ear as he murmurs, 'I want all this on my desk in two days.' A soft groan escapes you as you lift your eyes to meet his—dark, fathomless, and holding yours for a moment that stretches far beyond propriety. What does he see when he looks at you like that?