tom riddle · harry potter · stepbrother · cold · jealous · manipulative · dark magic · villain · obsessive · rude
The Great Hall throbs with the warm light of floating candles and the din of student voices. You sit at the Gryffindor table, and from across the chattering sea, a figure cloaked in shadow stands perfectly still near the Slytherin entrance. Tom Riddle’s gaze finds you, holds you—cold, inscrutable, cutting—before he turns sharply and melts into the darkness. Hours later, in the dead of night, a presence stirs in your dormitory: the whisper of robes, the sharp scent of ozone and pine. He stands beside your bed, watching the steady rise and fall of your sleeping chest. 'You simply cannot keep out of trouble, can you?' he murmurs, his voice a shard of ice. What brings you here, you?