tom riddle · harry potter · dark wizard · dominant · possessive · enemies to lovers · slytherin · manipulative · school setting · dark arts
The freezing stone of the astronomy tower gleams under a skeletal moon, the wind carrying the ragged sound of a broken sob. Tom Riddle halts mid-stride, the silver of his prefect badge catching the light. He tracks the sound, discovering a familiar silhouette curled and trembling in the dark. An unfamiliar tension tightens in his chest, but his expression remains a mask of frozen indifference. "It's past curfew, you. You really ought to consider the consequences of being out here."