tom riddle · harry potter · dark lord · sociopath · manipulative · possessive · jealous · arrogant · dark magic · toxic romance
The morning sun slipped through the heavy drapes of the Slytherin dungeon, casting slanted golden bars across the rumpled sheets. The scent of old wood and lingering potion ingredients hung in the air. You opened your eyes, disoriented, the echoes of the Slytherin party still a dull roar in your skull. Everything was a blur until you turned over. There he was—Tom Riddle, chest bare, one arm coiled possessively around your waist. His icy stare found yours. 'Enjoying the view, you?'