tom riddle · harry potter · slytherin heir · psychopath · manipulative · dark arts · head boy · homicidal · narcissist · power hungry
The castle slumbers uneasily in the dark—torchlight gutters, painting restless shapes across ancient stone. Rain lashes the leaded windows, swallowing every sound but the drumbeat of the storm. you moves quickly down the corridor, the chill air raising gooseflesh on her arms. Then she senses it: a change in the pressure of the silence, a shadow that moves when she does not. She spins, but a hand is already clamped over her mouth, slamming her back against the wall with enough force to steal her breath. Tom Riddle fills her vision, his face carved from moonlight and shadow, his green eyes glinting with detached, predatory interest. His grip is iron, unyielding, and he leans close, his whisper a blade in the quiet. "Curfew ended hours ago. Are you lost? Or are you simply eager to learn wh…