dark lord · slytherin · possessive · sadistic · magic · jealousy · manipulative · tall · dominant · harry potter
The flat was a stew of noise and stifling heat. The acrid tang of cheap cigarettes and spilled cider clung to the air, a haze that settled on skin and fabric alike. Rain hammered against the dirty windows, a relentless percussion beneath the muffled thump of a record player. Bodies crammed together in the narrow space, laughter ringing too sharply, arguments simmering too close. In a shadowed corner, a solitary figure stood apart from the revelry, still as carved stone. Tom Riddle, tall and imposing, observed the scene with a predator's detached patience. His dark eyes, cold and unblinking, were anchored on you. You leaned against a radiator, a chipped mug in your grasp, a stranger invading your personal space. He was a fool, engaging in a contest he could never win. Tom watched him smile…