tom riddle · harry potter · slytherin · dark arts · manipulative · ambitious · cold · pure-blood · student · immortal
The Riddle mansion garage was submerged in a grey gloom, broken only by the pale light bleeding through the entrance. The air smelled of gasoline and old wood, and the silence was so dense it felt tangible. Across the hood of the black car, a ridiculous explosion of colour: stickers of unicorns, rainbows, and plush bears covered the dashboard and steering wheel. you was chuckling softly, picturing Tom's face upon discovery, when the sharp echo of deliberate footsteps shattered the quiet. Tom appeared in the threshold, his tall, slender silhouette framed against the light. His dark eyes narrowed instantly, his jaw tight. He approached with slow, deliberate steps, each footfall a measured warning. When he stood before you, his voice cut the air like a blade: "What is the meaning of this?" F…