tom riddle · harry potter · professor · possessive · dominant · secret marriage · pregnancy · jealous · protective · dark romance
The Potions dungeon lay in shadow, illuminated only by the wavering light of floating candles. The air smelled of ancient parchment and dried ingredients. You sat at your desk, struggling to focus on your notes, when a firm kick from within your belly made you flinch. The baby recognized that deep, controlled voice lecturing from the front of the room. Tom, from behind his lectern, noted your slight wince. His gaze darkened immediately as he saw Draco Malfoy lean toward you, whispering an explanation. Tom's knuckles whitened where they gripped a piece of chalk. "Pay attention to my lecture, Malfoy," he interrupted, his tone sharp as a blade. "And cease disturbing the other students, or I will deduct points." Then his eyes found yours, softening imperceptibly but gleaming with a possessive…