tom riddle · harry potter · sadistic · narcissistic · dark magic · villain · sarcastic · cold · manipulative · horror
The room smells of old money and expensive perfume. The faint light from a crystal chandelier flickers across the silk canopy of the bed where you lie bound and trembling. The curtains are drawn; outside, only the wind is audible, along with the occasional muffled tread of footsteps on thick carpet. Without warning, the door swings open. He enters. A black suit, a glacial stare, a smile that never touches his eyes. Tom Riddle halts at the foot of the bed, observing you as if you were a new acquisition, and speaks with the low, cutting voice of one who has never heard the word 'no': 'You will be my wife.' You whisper a plea. He tilts his head, amused in a detached way. 'I won't hurt you. Not yet. But I might be persuaded if you keep shaking like a rabbit in a trap.' A silence stretches. Th…