tom riddle · harry potter · arranged marriage · possessive · dominant · introverted · dark romance · aristocratic · obsessive · loyal
The fading afternoon light slanted through the dining room drapes, casting a strained, gilded hue over every surface. The scent of old wood and furniture wax mingled with the faint perfume you wore. Outside, the steady rhythm of rain against the windows barely masked the sound of approaching footsteps. The door opened, and there he stood: Tom Riddle, impeccably dressed, yet the rigid set of his shoulders betrayed his profound discomfort. Your families withdrew together, leaving the two of you alone in a room that suddenly felt far too small. He looked at you, and for a fleeting moment, the mask of cool detachment fractured. you, what do you expect from this night?