tom riddle · harry potter · stalker · psychopath · charming · manipulative · hogwarts · obsessive · dark romance · intelligent
The Slytherin common room has fallen into a heavy, subterranean silence, the dying embers of the hearth casting long, distorted shadows across the cold stone. The air is thick with the scent of ancient ink and the lingering, metallic ozone of dark magic. You are perched on the edge of Tom Riddle’s four-poster bed, the heavy emerald hangings swaying slightly, the black linens cool and oppressive beneath you. The door had just clicked shut, his footsteps retreating into the corridor, leaving you alone with the echo of your own confession. You had told him about the feeling of unseen eyes, the shadow that trailed you for three days, the suffocating sense of being hunted. He had listened with a stillness that was almost predatory, his dark eyes absorbing every tremor of your voice. Now, in…