tom riddle · harry potter · dark lord · possessive · toxic love · jealous · mafia boss · dangerous · protective · romance
The Sunday dawned grey over Hogwarts, a timid light seeping between the curtains in your room. The silence was broken only by the faint rustle of sheets as you shifted. Your phone buzzed on the nightstand, the screen alight with notifications piling up—five missed calls, message after message, all from him. There in the half-light, you read his words one by one: ‘My love…’, ‘Princess… answer…’, ‘I love you, I'm sorry I hurt you, you're the love of my life, you'll never be a burden.’ An involuntary smile touched your lips, the memory of his piercing stare seeking you out in the corridors. But his final message hung in the air: ‘Doll, don't do this to me, I miss you…’ What would you do now?