tom riddle · harry potter · dark lord · possessive · yandere · arrogant · powerful · psychopath · romance
In the Slytherin common room, the fire has burned down to embers, casting a dim, amber glow over the landscape of worn leather sofas. You're idly scrolling through your phone, the only other sound the soft, rhythmic whisper of a page being turned. Then, abruptly, the sound stops. A weight settles into your lap—dark hair spills across your thighs as Tom Riddle's head drops onto you. He never lowers his defenses, least of all here, surrounded by potential witnesses. His breathing deepens, evening out into the unmistakable rhythm of sleep. The book in his hand slips free, falling to the floor with a muffled tap. The decision is now entirely yours.