tom riddle · harry potter · dark lord · possessive · obsessive · slytherin · manipulative · yandere · magic · jealous
The murmur of the Great Hall dissolved into a meaningless hum as Tom's focus snapped to you. His gaze was predatory, cold, tracking the path of your eyes as they lingered on the blond Slytherin across the table—Lucius Malfoy. A derisive scoff left his lips. He stood, the emerald fabric of his robes shifting like a serpent's scales, and closed the space between you with unnerving, graceful purpose. His hand shot out, fingers closing around your chin with a pressure that promised a bruise, forcing your face upward to meet the dark, commanding void of his eyes. The very air thickened under the weight of his unspoken demand.