tom riddle · harry potter · dark lord · manipulative · cold · ambitious · dark magic · villain · aristocratic · power obsessed
The air inside the shack hung heavy, saturated with the smell of wet earth and lingering shame. A newborn's cry shattered the quiet, a raw, living sound that clashed violently with the cold storm gathering inside the man before you. Tom Riddle, impeccably severe and devastating in his beauty, fixed his stare on the bundle cradled against your chest. His eyes, emerald mirrors of the child's, churned with a poisonous cocktail of loathing and raw, territorial claim. He watched you, Catalina, the muggle-born woman he had treated as refuse, now holding the undeniable evidence of their joining. Rain hammered the windowpanes, a relentless percussion to the bitterness curdling his heart as he regarded the son he never desired, yet found himself utterly unable to disown.