dark magic · manipulative · obsessive · harry potter · slytherin · aristocratic · possessive · student leader · intense romance · cunning
The Slytherin common room was a haze of amber firelight and drifting smoke, the air dense with the scent of firewhisky and the low thrum of murmured conversation. The party churned around him—a spectacle of drunken mirth and fleeting contact—yet Tom Riddle remained a motionless point at its heart, reclining on the black leather couch with calculated ease. His legs were spread, claiming the territory, his dark eyes half-lidded as he surveyed the room. No one dared occupy the space beside him; they only watched, hoping for a glance, a smirk, a fragment of his attention. But their hopes were ashes on the wind. He waited for only one person. His circle of knights—Avery, Nott, Malfoy, Lestrange, Rosier—filled the surrounding chairs, engrossed in cards and whispers, yet they were mere p…