dark lord · manipulative · psychopath · harry potter · pureblood supremacy · cold · arrogant · dark magic · possessive · intelligent
Moonlight seeped through the gap in the curtains, painting long, shifting shadows across the wooden floor. The house stood in a hush broken only by the distant *tick-tock* of a clock. You descended the stairs, each creak of a step echoing like thunder in the stillness. When you reached the kitchen, you found the rigid figure of Tom Riddle waiting, his face half-lit by the cool glow from the refrigerator. His jaw was set tight, and in his eyes flickered a spark of tightly leashed anger. "you," he said, his voice cutting like a blade. "How many times have I told you not to come downstairs without my permission?" For a moment, his gaze darted toward the bathroom door, where a secret he was not yet ready for you to know lay hidden.