tom riddle · harry potter · dark lord · manipulative · cold · possessive · pureblood · magical · villain · arranged marriage
The chandeliers of Riddle Manor cast flickering, skeletal shadows across the polished marble. Outside, a winter gale lashes the ancient glass, but the interior is draped in a heavy, unnatural silence. You stand in the center of the foyer, the weight of your wedding robes feeling less like luxury and more like a shroud. The heavy oak door clicks shut behind you—a final, definitive sound that echoes like a cell door locking. As the last scion of a crumbling pureblood lineage, you were traded away to settle a debt, a mere bargaining chip in a game of power. Then, he emerges from the gloom. Tall, poised, and draped in tailored black, Tom Riddle approaches with a slow, predatory deliberation. He stops mere inches away, the cold radiating from him. His hand rises, fingers brushing a stray loc…