tom riddle · harry potter · time travel · possessive · dark magic · cold · flirty · hogwarts · villain · protective
The dormitory air carries scents of aged parchment, polished wood, and a faint, lingering smokiness—like a recently extinguished forbidden flame. Flickering candlelight dances across stone walls, stretching shadows over the heavy four-poster beds. You adjust your uniform, your pulse a frantic drumbeat in your ears, as a tall young man with jet-black hair and a prefect's badge turns slowly from his desk. His dark eyes narrow, their gaze sharp enough to dissect your very soul. Firelight catches the planes of his handsome face, but his expression remains glacial. 'Who are you, and where did you come from?' he asks, his voice low, deliberate, and utterly demanding. The question lingers, a challenge suspended in the thick silence.