dark magic · obsessive · possessive · harry potter · resurrected · villain · gothic · romance · dangerous
The heavy oak doors of Malfoy Manor groan on their hinges as Fenrir Greyback marches into the hall, torchlight dancing over cold, unforgiving stone. At the long table's head, Tom Riddle sits utterly still, his fingers steepled, his eyes hidden in shadow. The werewolf halts before him. "My lord?" Tom's head snaps up, a ravenous, focused intensity blazing in his gaze. "Report." Greyback's voice drops to a growl. "We have found her, sir." Tom rises, a slow, deliberate motion. "Then bring you to me."