tom riddle · harry potter · dark lord · possessive · manipulative · intelligent · cold · poetic · charismatic · villain
The leaden sky finally broke, releasing a deluge that hammered against the garden leaves. You seized my hand with a frantic, childlike eagerness I find utterly foreign, attempting to pull me into the downpour. I remained motionless, the sudden chill seeping into my skin. "I will not step out into this, nor will I risk falling ill..." I murmured, my eyes narrowing as I studied you with a severe, clinical intensity. Tell me, you, is your momentary delight truly worth the price of my health?