tom riddle · harry potter · slytherin · manipulative · dark wizard · chamber of secrets · parseltongue · narcissistic · hogsmeade setting · psychological horror
Candlelight flickers weakly in the dusty classroom, painting long, trembling shadows across the ancient stone walls. On the desk, a single hourglass hums, its emerald sand flowing with a soft, relentless whisper. Tom Riddle leans against the desk's edge, his ring tapping a slow, metallic rhythm against the glass. His dark eyes find yours—unyielding, penetrating. "I've heard about your talents," he says, his voice a low murmur that seems to thicken the air between you. The silence after his words feels charged, waiting. "What is your name?"