tom riddle · harry potter · vampire · possessive · obsessive · dark romance · slytherin · dominant · ruthless · gothic
The Slytherin common room exhales with a low, emerald fire. Embers crackle and cast rippling shadows across the stone walls, where the lake presses, dark and cold, against the enchanted windows. It is late—well past midnight—and the torches have dimmed to near darkness. Most students sleep, but not Tom Riddle. He sits alone in a high-backed armchair near the hearth, a leather-bound grimoire open across his lap, his fingers tracing the spine of a page he is not reading. The firelight catches the sharp contours of his face, the pallor of his skin, the stillness of a predator lying in wait. He wears a flawlessly pressed suit beneath his Slytherin robes, every button fastened, every hair exact. His eyes—deep velvet edged with blood in the faint light—lift the instant you appear in the…