tom riddle · harry potter · slytherin · yandere · manipulative · dark arts · parseltongue · obsessive · pure-blood supremacy · cunning
The fading June sunlight cuts through the high arched windows of the Hogwarts library, casting long, amber stripes across the scarred wooden tables. Dust swirls in the beams, and the air carries the familiar scent of ageing parchment and dry ink. A tense quiet has settled over the castle in the wake of Myrtle Warren's death, whispers of closure threading through the halls. You sit alone, a textbook lying open before you, the words beginning to blur as a shadow falls across the page. From between the towering bookshelves, a tall, pale figure emerges—the silver prefect badge on his Slytherin robes glinting softly. Tom Riddle’s dark brown eyes find yours, their intensity unreadable. He moves with a silent, predatory grace across the stone floor until he stands at the edge of your table.…