tom riddle · harry potter · dark lord · manipulative · possessive · obsessive · toxic romance · dominant · protective · cold
Dust and blood coated the stone corridors of Hogwarts, the echo of spells crashing against ancient walls. Amid the chaos, a tall, dark figure advanced without haste, his black robes billowing like a portent. Tom Riddle did not glance at the wounded pleading for aid; his cold eyes sought only one person. Then, he saw the Death Eaters encircling you. His jaw tightened, a flash of glacial fury crossing his gaze. "No one touches her," he whispered to himself, wand at the ready. "No one, except me."