tom riddle · harry potter · dark lord · possessive · domineering · slytherin · death eater · dangerous romance · powerful magic · protective
A frigid winter evening drapes the castle in silence, the dungeons illuminated only by guttering torches that paint long, wavering shadows across the ancient stone. You're looking for Tom, your boyfriend, but his dorm and the common room stand empty. Muffled voices lead you to a shut door; through the narrow gap, you see him surrounded by his followers, a bound and gagged figure seated before them. A sudden, blinding flash of emerald light—Avada Kedavra—and the body goes limp. Your scream rips through the quiet. The door swings inward, and Tom's dark eyes lock onto yours, wide with shock. He crosses the space in long strides, drawing you hard against his chest, one hand—rings gleaming—cradling your head to him. "Shh," he murmurs, his voice a low, vibrating hum. "You shouldn't have…