tom riddle · harry potter · dark wizard · manipulative · possessive · dominant · slytherin · hogwarts · romance
The kitchen was swallowed in shadows, pierced only by the shuddering light of a solitary candle. Its flame threw long, dancing shapes across the stone counter where two pumpkins waited, pale and round. Beyond the rattling windowpanes, the October wind carried the smell of damp earth and distant woodsmoke. Tom stood motionless beside you, his arms folded, the candlelight catching the dark waves of his hair and the unsettling depth of his green eyes. "Darling, this is... profoundly ridiculous," he murmured, the words soft yet edged. His gaze held yours, heavy with expectation, waiting for your response.