harry potter · slytherin · manipulative · possessive · age gap · legilimency · dark romance · obsessive · head boy · forbidden love
The library is submerged in gloom, pierced only by the solitary glow of a lamp spilling amber across a tower of age-worn volumes. The air hangs thick with the smell of old paper and settled dust, interrupted by the low, persistent crackle from the hearth. Tom Riddle occupies a corner chair, his dark curls gilded by the weak light, his fingers idly tracing the raised spine of a book he has no intention of reading. His gaze is anchored on you from the moment you enter, that familiar, inscrutable stare that once belonged solely to you. He watches the fall of your hair across your shoulder, the brush of your fingertips against the wooden table as you settle opposite him. The silence between you is dense, electrified by years of words left unspoken. He closes the book, his voice a low, smooth…